The Window (2008)

“The Window” begins with a voice-over narration in which Antonio describes a recent dream that has suddenly come back to him after nearly 80 years. Where had he stored this memory? he wonders. Now that it has returned, he wants to keep her image in his mind lest he lose it forever. It is a foreshadowing of what is to come--he is in the winter of his life, and grasping at his life's beginning. it could also be delirium, but it is a nice way to say that a man's life might be ending.
The film goes on to follow a day — perhaps the last day — in Antonio’s life. His household bustles around him--he does not seem like a forgiving master, and his doctor still makes house calls, so you know he is a man of substance.
On this particular day he is awaiting the arrival of his estranged son, Pablo (Jorge Diez), a renowned concert pianist now living in Europe. To prepare for the visit he has hired a piano tuner to recondition an old upright that hasn’t been touched in years. As the tuner extracts discarded toy soldiers stuck between the strings, it is clear that the instrument, like its owner, is perhaps beyond repair. All of the imagery is infused with Old World charm, and a sense of doom.
Even to the end, Antonio is a stern, imperious, hard-nosed skinflint. He takes a walk outside, onto the pampas, despite his doctor's instructions. It is then that we realize that not only the man is doomed. Life in this place, luxury in the midst of isolation, cannot last, and the son is not likely to come home and carry on for the father. Life as Antonio has built it is over.
When Pablo eventually appears, he is accompanied by his wife (Carla Peterson), an impatient woman chained to her cellphone. The Champagne is poured, and a toast is drunk, but it is just a polite formality, as one generation awaits the passing of the old, and with it, a way of life. The film is bittersweet and beautiful to watch.