Darlene's strength, like any earth mother's, resides in mystery. When first we see her she's perched on the back of a donkey in a dusty rural hamlet, wearing a smudged bridal dress and obviously pregnant. It's the kind of oddly tilted Madonna image that Fellini and Buñuel (and Madonna Ciccone) likely would appreciate -- especially since Darlene is shortly to be left at the church and, instead of falling apart, will promptly hoist up her gown and hitch a ride on a farm truck into an uncertain future. Director Waddington, a 30-year-old veteran of music videos, TV commercials and one obscure feature film (Twins), has the good sense to set these plain events against some of the most gorgeous music on the planet, written by the Brazilian master Gilberto Gil. The contrast between Darlene's country pragmatism and Gil's romantic impulse is dynamic, to say the least. If you're shopping for soundtracks, this one's a must.
Ten minutes into Me, You, Them we're intrigued by Darlene, but that's nothing compared to the spells this magician casts on the men who come into her life. The first of them is an aging minor landowner named Osias (venerable Brazilian actor Lima Duarte), who sees in Darlene a reliable source of labor. He proposes to her, then complains at their humble wedding that the music is keeping his goats awake. There's no honeymoon. A tyrant and an autocrat, Osias lolls all day in his hammock with the boom box playing while his new wife trudges off to the cane fields.
But even in slavery Darlene's intuition is perfect, and her gift for adaptation is uncanny. After fascinating her foolish ogre of a husband and bearing him a son, she seduces Osias's sweet-tempered cousin Zezinho (Stênio Garcia), who has a penchant for cooking, and then incorporates him into her little universe. She also has a child with him. There's no guile or connivance in this, just Darlene's instinct -- the same unerring impulse that compels her to make terrible but necessary sacrifices. Ever vigilant, she soon has what amounts to a pair of coequal husbands, and despite their machismo, the two men find themselves helpless to protest. Captured and baffled, they accept their new domestic arrangement as a kind of useful symbiosis. It isn't much longer until, while working in the fields, Darlene recruits a third husband and father, this one a lean young stud named Ciro (Luiz Carlos Vasconcelos). He not only loves her as deeply as the others (and accepts his lot) but is good for heavy lifting, household chores and occasional roof repair.
Written by a young woman named Elena Soarez, this wry and extremely witty tale of practical polygamy (more specifically, polyandry) could stand happily on its own as a kind of rustic feminist fantasy, set to the infectious rhythms of the bossa nova -- except that the entire project is based on a 1995 Brazilian TV special about an actual woman who lived in the company of three men for more than ten years, apparently blessed by the same sort of improvisational harmony Waddington and Soarez portray here. In South America, too, assorted social and political factions argue about true love and family values, and it's both instructive and delightful to see the whole nagging, overcooked issue given such an inventive twist -- and a much-needed kick in the ass. Sundry queens of antiquity assembled their male harems, too, but it's unlikely that many of them had as much dirt under their fingernails -- or as much native moxie -- as Darlene. And if any of them occasionally made love with three men in the same night, they've certainly got nothing on our present heroine.
This lovely movie, simply and beautifully shot in Brazil's northeastern countryside by cinematographer Breno Silveira, is satisfying from start to finish. But it probably wouldn't have worked at all without a glowing, energetic, beautifully detailed performance by Casé, who for two decades has been one of Brazil's most formidable stage, film and TV actresses, and who is widely regarded as a national treasure. This perfectly cut gem will do nothing to diminish her legend.