Balas e Bolinhos 4 is for the converted. If you own the first three films on DVD and quote them with your friends, you will find moments of joy here. It is a defiant middle finger to cinematic refinement.
Rating: ★★☆☆☆ (2.5/5)
The story picks up where the third film left off, following the traumatized and grotesque characters (Rato, Kaxada, and the silent giant China) as they try to survive a new criminal scheme involving a mysterious suitcase. The plot, however, is merely a hanger for the film’s real intention: reuniting the old gang for one last chaotic night in the gritty streets of Porto. balas e bolinhos 4
There is a certain audacity to the Balas e Bolinhos franchise. Born from the early 2000s Portuguese "tasco cinema" (tavern cinema) movement, these films were never about polished scripts or Oscar-worthy acting. They were about grit, Porto’s underbelly, dark humor, and characters who looked like they hadn’t slept in a decade. After a six-year hiatus, Balas e Bolinhos 4: O Regresso do Campeão tries to reload the shotgun. Sadly, the trigger feels rusty.
Where the film succeeds is in its stubborn refusal to become mainstream. In an era where Portuguese cinema was leaning heavily into gentle comedies ( Ponto Final ) or art-house dramas, Balas e Bolinhos 4 remains proudly ugly. The production design is filthy in the best way. The dialogue is soaked in Porto slang that feels genuinely street-level, not written by a screenwriter who took a taxi through the neighborhood once. Balas e Bolinhos 4 is for the converted
The acting... is what it is. These are not actors; they are types. Jorge Neto (Rato) commits fully to the madness, and it works. The rest range from effectively stoic to wooden.
You desperately miss early 2000s Portuguese low-budget crime. Skip it if: You need a plot that moves, clear audio, or characters with more than one emotion. Rating: ★★☆☆☆ (2
For fans of the series, the callbacks are a treat. Seeing Rato’s manic paranoia and China’s terrifying silence again feels like visiting a weird, dysfunctional family. The film does not betray its cult roots; it knows exactly who it is for.