The Yanks have colonized our subconscious.

The Cuban people have an amazingly strong and unbroken spirit.

An image that is unseen can't sell anything. It is pure, therefore true, beautiful, in one word: innocent. As long as no eye contaminates it, it is in perfect unison with the world. If it is not seen, the image and the object it represents belong together.

Ibrahim tells his story without a grain of complaint, and this was true for all of the band members. This is very much part of the Cuban spirit and soul.

Maybe it's the music that enables them to function like that, to always take everything as it comes and never complain about the misery, hardship or injustice.

Without dreams, there can be no courage. And without courage, there can be no action.

Any film that supports the idea that things can be changed is a great film in my eyes.