Here he fashions Neruda as a brilliant cherub, an amorous lover of life and all women, an orator and political warrior who is nevertheless sanguine about politics, but not about poetry. Larrain keeps putting him in fancy dress, so he can hide out, but also to suggest something universal and elusive. The director plays visual games, hiding Neruda in backdrops as the Inspector walks by. These jokes are like a literary Pink Panther, yet Larrain is never trivial.