this is a collaboration between Fantastico Globo and myself. The parts in Brazil were shot outside Sao Paulo and the parts in Canada were shot in Vancouver. Credits are on the video including the songs.

From all the stuff I've seen so far, it look like it doesn't have that Max Payne feel, the nighttime, bleak, noir setting. How the events take place over only a day or two and Max gets more and more beaten to shit over time.
Looks like it's going to be a good game, but I don't think it'll be a genuine Max Payne game. Sao Paulo? No

FYI... This guy is 23 yrs old, google what happened to Mercury 24 yrs ago in Sao Paulo.
He was "assaulted" but the perps took only a lock of his hair and a vial of blood and let him go.

Ya know I was planning to go to Brazil for World Cup 2014 but I saw what the World Cup did to South Africa. Already it seems that Brazil have plans to wall off the slums and make certain they can't be seen by the visitors.

That got me thinking...is there any social action group in the US that can use the World Cup as a back drop to help the Brazilian people obviously one that already has roots in Brazil? I think it would be a great idea while all eyes are on Brazil to not shy away from showing how the slums around Sao Paulo are being shut down and cleared out. Or are we gonna continue to see every once in awhile something like this?

Gullible sifters! I could be the joseph fritzl of brazil and you´d be all gooey, "he is so nice."
I´d spit in your roast, but it would likely be enough to put off the roasting fire and you´d never figure out how to make the "magic heat that bites" again. Morons.

Now, mano a mano:

Laura, the BBQ Wolverine image you´ve posted is so bizarre it makes me want to roast myself. Better, to self-immolate. twice.

Thinker247, yeah two favorite memories. In your face, you who can only think of peggedbeas´s dry vagina, Dags waxworks and child molesting. No, that´s three memories. you win.

Blankfist you are a fake. We know you are the picture model for the goatsee and as such you never grunt when taking a dump. or even notice it.

Rougy, we may clean motels now, but we also invented them motels. We did. And your mother was there.

Inflatablevagina, you are so cute trying to be mean, I´ll help you out. Worse than pompous, both of my cats names are bad puns. (Meaow-Tse and the "Laconic" one who would only say "mee" instead of "meaow").So please execrate me as puns are humour´s low-life white trash cousins.

Ornothron, wow, now THERE is some research and effort! Congrats on the trainee who did your job. Having my fraudulent narcisistic ways exposed by a mechanical bird´s apprentice is the moon landing to my neil armstrong. And yes, it is excruciating reading through you people´s comments in order to find even one worth mentioning.

Gwiz, because you like futurama, I won´t mention your excessive concern about my body hair.

Therealblankman, except for choggie all roastees were chosen by god. So if you pray hard maybe He will listen to your high pitched whining.

Haldaug, yes, I masturbate to furry porn. but cmon, you and your wife are so hot!

Peggedbea, those were your titties covered in shit? No wonder it all seemed so normal I didn´t know the roast had even started.

kulpims, you can be the mother of my next daughter.

Choggie, when I said gullible sifters I meant you. Also you should know that when you scream fuck you we hear "good morning"

Don Juan, jump off the bridge, dont jump off the bridge, you guys please make up your mind already so i can mindlessly follow, wtf.

Dotdude, the only place I´d fear a candiru is inside my urethra, whereas spiders are scary everywhere. Also the Amazon River is closer geographically to your new orleans house than mine in sao paulo.

Rottenseed, after I wipe my tears I´ll tell you that at least (or even) blankfist know we speak portuguese, not spanish. And if I was fritzl dressed as santa you´d sit on my lap.

MrFisk, or should I say "imelda marcos", I may lure young single moms to my moms basement but you are the guy who marries them afterwards.

Lann, it was great that you put my two best memories together, thanks. Now someone explain to this "person" what is a roast.

So that is it.
Thanks for the roast, morons!

Now, Laura, you promissed I´d be tied up and filled with herbs.
never fail me again, ok?

and "Mr jester", these pitiful crowdlings dont have enough venom, so please make your dice choose easier prey for the next roast, such as Hitler
(Godwin´s law does not aplly here)

Allright, here´s a long story for your entertainment and pleasure:

Two years ago I'm walking back from a friend´s place in Brooklyn.
When I'm under the Williamsburgh bridge I see two guys maybe 20 mts behind me. I didn't think it would be anything, like, just people on the street.
Still, a sixth sense makes me walk as fast as I can, which is not much due to a motorcycle disaster that happened exactly six months before that night, and there is a bunch of titanium here and there.

As I approach the door on the place where I'm staying, a B&B called The Guest House, I'm faced with a dillema of which lock to try first, the multi-lock or the knob lock. As sometimes the multi is not locked, I go for the knob first. Doesnt work and the two guys corner me by the door.

They were both black, light skinned and nearly stereotypically dressed in oversized basketball clothes, one has a doorag and the other a unibrow.

The first one shows me a gun and say in a manner that is not encouraging:
"DONT TURN THIS INTO A HOMICIDE"
To which i reply
"YOU dont turn this into a homicide!"
He shouts "OPEN the door!"

As if I wasn't scared enough I get this feeling that once inside the situation would escalate. They would be in there, with a gun, no hurry, and could rape, kill, rob and who knows what. Plus if someone sees them getting in and call the police I'd be in a hostage situation.

So the guy shouts again OPEN THE DOOR
and stalling for time I reply "please don't hurt me", exaggerating a fear that was there anyway.
He takes the keys from my hands and tries to open the door himself. He doesn't manage.

He point the gun at me and now he is angry.
"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR NOW!!!!!"
To which my big mouth replies "you have the keys, man, just open the door!"
He tries a bit more, the other guy takes my wallet and phone from my pockets.
As I´m turned to the guy opening the door the other one hits me in the face so hard that I had a hard time eating for months.
I didn't see it coming so i couldn't even flinch, full hit.
As I get a hold of myself they are gone.

I stay five minutes without moving and then I get in.
I tried to see if there is anyone at home but no one answers. I call the house cat but the cat doesn't come. Some cat therapy would have been nice at that point. I go to my room and (luckily) only then I start suffering from delayed courage, and decide to go out. I changed my red shirt into a black one, put my wolverine coat, hand making in my pocket making a "menacing" volume and go out to search for discarded items. The logic is, if they see me out again with a volume in my pocket they would think I'm crazy and might have a gun. I soon realize the fragility of my logic, as well as my own and go back inside. I cant sleep. I sit in the bed until sunrise and sleep dressed for two hours.

Then I called the police. Police officers like to chitchat. "Oh, many stamps in your passport. you travel a lot. You travel Varig? I used to refuel varig airplanes before becoming a cop." After they leave I go to work. I repeat the route from the previous night and I find my phone. I cancelled the credit cards so pretty much I got beaten up for ten dollars.

Later that day the police calls and make me go to the precinct. I was surprised that they like to play good cop bad cop with the victim too.

angry cop: why you called this morning instead of last night!?
me: I had no phone and was really shaken by the experience! sorry!
Calm cop: it's ok, no big deal
angry cop: did you drink? Were you drinking?
me: I drank some wine but was fine!!!
calm cop: hey, thats fine.

And after that they hold me for hours while I look at mugshots on a computer screen that displays six pictures at a time, takes a minute to load the next six, and had a lot of repeated pictures. I Do not believe in anthropometry, but boy those people were ugly. I wonder if they were so ugly they couldn't get a job and resorted to crime. Or maybe good-looking criminals get arrested less often?

I ask the detective what were the chances of me actually being shot there.
He says: "well, we have around five fatal shootings a year in that neighborhood."
That´s probably what we have in a single DAY in Sao Paulo and I was never mugged there. On the other hand it means one fatal shooting every two months, so it could very well have been my turn.

The detective then says "I'd say you had a 50-50 chance of being shot. If you reacted and the gun was real (and wouldn't it be real, in THIS country?) they would likely shoot me. So I´m glad about the delayed courage and the delayed strategy of wrestling for the gun and kick the living shit out of them.

I have to say it was a bit humiliating being robbed in NY, like being a statistical oddity.

I lived and worked in those favelas in and around Sao Paulo. I think that while he completely ignores the lawless underbelly of the squatter cities, he also makes some very good points. By our standards in the west, the living conditions are reprehensible. But when you compare the living standards most of the people had in rural areas it is vast improvement. I also agree that for many of the people it is a stepping stone to a better life because of the educational and entrepreneurial opportunities to which they now have access.



edit: apostrophe fail

If you fly in to Sao Paulo airport you see miles and miles of squatter cities. They're lawless, the buildings they live in are unsafe. It reflects that the government has refused to do its job, it's not some kind of miraculous transition out of poverty.

I live in Sao Paulo.
It´s great that Joao, whom I went to school with, is doing such an antropological work.

Bottom line is: it´s a damned eye sore.

I respect grafitti. Sao Paulo is full of paintings and drawings done on walls. But pixação, i.e. mere tagging, is something else entirely.

Okay, taggers, we acknowledge you exist. And yes, as you planned, we hate you.

Agreed!
and they will be playing here in Sao Paulo next month!!
damn yay!

In reply to this comment by MrFisk:
Gogol Bordello is some of the best music ever.

Yep, I´m Brazilian!
There is 40 million people in the city I live, Sao Paulo, but despite that I haven´t found many brazilians here on the sift. I did find some crazy people, monkeys, aliens and a transvestite cat, though.

ahn...
My name is Renato. I´m 'pregnant' of my first daughter, which we´ll call Lucia.
I´m 33, age of dead christs.
I have two cats, Mao-Tse-Tung and Lacan , who brighten my days and nights.
They like to break things.

I live in Sao Paulo, Brazil and am a partner at a 3D animation company, TSI, doing work mostly for advertising and architecture.
I´m originally a journalist, but went to grad school in NY, on the (in)famous ITP - Intergalactic Telecommunications Program, or something similar. I miss NY.

I like to write when I am procrastinating more serious work, but videosift is getting in the way of that. I love to snowboard, despite the fact that after a motorcycle crash and some time at the hospital, the doctor forbid me. Still I went for ten days at Whistler and after two months I was back at being almost ok. Worth it. Now I sold the bike to pay for all those diapers to come.
(queue music: Gogol Bordello - Undestructable)

Also notice:
• Not porn images
• Reverse Graffiti in Sao Paolo (great!!)
• Bang! (xbox commercial)
• Oh captain, my captain!
and many more. Browsing his list I was surprised how many videos potentially intresting were there I haven't seen yet!

On the YouTube page it says "Music: INSTITUTO", sounds like a local Brazilian Band maybe.
In reply to this comment by kevin143:
Anyone know what the music from this was? It reminds me of BT's 1.618.

dude, thanks for that... i will now be scouting vilnius for a place to do the same thing...

In reply to this comment by maatc:
Hey, you can find a little more on reverse graffiti here.
Also Graffiti Research Lab is a cool site devoted to taking street art to the next level.
Cheers,
Matthias

In reply to this comment by MINK:
worth reading his account of this (in english too) on his site:
http://www.alexandreorion.com/ossario/texts.html

it's flash so you'll have to click ARTIST REPORT to see it, i can't link direct to that, heck i can't even cutnpaste the text, damn i hate flash so bad.