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The seven brothers and sisters who help run Brazil’s Pindorama circus are all little people, so naturally they trade on the “seven dwarves” tag—it’s emblazoned on the trailers they and their crew drive to performances in the country’s rural regions. But the three directors of Pindorama: The True Story of the Seven Dwarves—Roberto Berliner, Leonardo Crivelare, and Lula Queiroga—don’t find much in the day-to-day life of the troupe to suggest that Pindorama is especially different from any other circus. There are brief profiles of the performers, interspersed with shots of them throwing knives, juggling, dressing up as clowns, telling awful vaudevillian jokes, then packing up for yet another town. Not that there aren’t distinctions. Charles and Gilberto, who run the show, can’t do any heavy lifting when setting up the big top, driving a car involves some customized pedals, and sex with folks of typical height—well, actually, there’s no distinction there, though the filmmakers apparently attempted to investigate this matter with just about everybody. “Nothing is different, just the size,” one troupe member insists. That line neatly summarizes the film, which benefits more from its lovely panoramic shots of rural and seaside Brazil than its ostensible subject. —MA