Saura's film was cojonuda (like almost everything Saura, although I understand that there are those who do not share this view.) Saura's film was a stroke of suburbs, was the "cine kinki" whole life but with some artistic will not tarnished. It was as if, say, a somewhat tattered example, Trufautt had suddenly decided to shoot a script on the life of Heifer. And I recognize that I like Trufautt Saura, it sounds like blasphemy Monday morning.
It's a bit blasphemous, for what we deceive, but today I woke up in the spirit of blasphemy. Faster
. Even faster, time goes by and respects the tapes average urban suburbs, time passes (and weighs fans would say "Dance me water") and Spain are still practiced around the house cinemas, with better or worse luck. In Spain we invented the teen / gypsy anti-hero as a kind of homespun, with flared trousers and tapes of Chicane. Maybe if we had followed that formula fighting with humor and some mental health had not finished talking about the Civil War, as always, but perhaps we would have a English Kusturica and vile. That is not the case, of course.
Faster, until all cattle burn until they burn all budgets, until we have to use the trailers of the films homelands phrases like "I'm up to the hilt of English cinema" (audience laughs in theaters much, of course, but they will not go see the movie of yore. In addition, the trailer is projected before an American film and the room is full, of course). I see children who come with their cameras ready to roll DVCPro shorts and tell me
- Me I love movies social ...
And you have the strange feeling that the "social cinema" that tell me about them is a very good to prostitute who beats her husband (if possible, an ugly guy who drinks beer in the bar downstairs) and falls for a crippled drug addict with a good heart but you have to take a horse while trying to AIDS care for her mother (about euthanasia), which in turn has a gay brother (very nice) to kill him a beating skins . English social cinema, come on, the lifetime of God.
Faster, faster, it will not stop the circus. Each year, revenues fall and we ended up watching any film "emerging" (film Turkish, Israeli, Albanian, Franco-Prussian ...) before going to watch English movies. English cinema is not, unfortunately, "pop" but rather "laxative". Because one out of the room remembering physiologically than half the staff. Especially from writer / director, of course, a guy who lives in a flat fucking great with 800 original dvd's on the wall (a member of the SGAE, but does not know whether to confess or not) and drives a BMW but the day of the show of the Goya goes tracksuit and badges of Rosellinni. A cool guy who plans his next movie about a Republican child with leukemia who is sodomized by priests in a monastery macabre next while a wise teacher trying to instill the values \u200b\u200bof liberty is shot by a cruel fascist (ay) also beat their wives and smoke expensive cigarettes.
It is still depressing that, suddenly, when we find a English film that we really like to leave the room saying: "Notice that I liked ... and that which is English ..."
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