In his clever Wah Do Dem, New Yorker Ben Chace followed a white boy lost in the wilds of Jamaica.

Here, with an entirely Cuban cast, he sets out to jump through time and space by tracking an old man’s search for closure on a failed love affair with a married dancer back at the start of the Cuban revolution. The nonprofessional actors are engaging, and the settings fascinate, of course. But the period re-creations in his flashbacks are repetitive, there’s a dull subplot about housing, and the film’s visual flourishes are self-conscious nods to stylistic tics of 1960s European fare.