In this film a little rascal, somewhat fanciful, clearly cruel and not enough was being done in the post-transition Spain and told us stories of slums. "I, the Heifer", for example. "Stray dogs", as another example. The subsequent (and stunning) "Hurry, Hurry" of my admired Carlos Saura. In this film "quinqui" with loser included, with moralizing neighborhood, with mud, blood, sex, drugs. Political cinema wrong with the children smoked, sounded flamenqueo / calorreo in Bugattis of the time and heroines were always wild and beautiful. Then there was the other heroine, which was closed and body to the tragedy. "Free, free I want to be ..."
I remember that movie, and I respect him because he had no artistic pretensions, if anything, the social criticism that years later Leon de Aranoa and company were taken too seriously and erected as carrying the banner "Save the world." That film was bittersweet social denunciation of anti-hero, and most importantly, tasted more romantic Truffaut has always liked. Of "The 400 Blows", of course. The Truffaut wild goat, hurt, implacable. Then came the insufferable lilac Truffaut's "Jules and Jim", for example. Godard also had a wild goat and hurt ("At the end of the trip") which became an intellectual Godard, lead, insufferable.
"7 Virgins" rogue retrieves the style of that time, it modernizes, it gives meaning. Soon will come to our screens "Volando voy", which it seems to be another insufferable pestiño halfway between "peak" and "Tell me." Goalkeeper acts "There is no one who lives" trying to do a serious role. Will be a disaster. But "7 Virgins" is a brave film, brilliant full of rhythm, full of sun, consisting of somewhat stereotyped characters but effective cinematic character of the neighborhood (the neighborhood that will never be real, of course).
The director has wisely managed to combine all elements of the story. The anguish, fun, satire, the grotesque. Has had something new by using a formula as old as man himself, has put the shine on quinquis stories, reaching far beyond (or much more here, if you prefer) the interesting but crisp "Barrio." We think so, but Juan José Ballesta not even remotely, a decent actor. We think so, but the sex scenes as a hinge creak badly rusted. I believe most of us, and the film works up to the point of that delicious English tapes minority against which feel like taking off his hat and shout "Bravo!". We do not have Chicane (Mechanical Goat is when it was still Cabra Mecánica, reduced to its pure mirage), but we have tuned cars and a perfect description of evil as child (the child of the split eyebrow) that almost surprising that we operates in half a screen.
"7 Virgins". The blows would Truffaut if alive, was English and had madness in his veins.
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