Spain, 1950s. Montse's agoraphobia keeps her locked in a sinister apartment in Madrid and her only link to reality is the little sister she lost her youth raising. But one day, a reckless ... See full summary »
Nadia de Santiago,
In 1940's Madrid. Juan plays piano for Pepita and her on-stage partner Mario. Although Mario really wants to steal Juan for himself, Juan is not interested and Mario resorts to a string of ... See full summary »
Ángel de Andrés López,
The father of an ill girl tries to obtain her daughter last wish, the dress of the main character of a Japanese TV series. Because of this last wish he will meet a disturbed girl and a retired professor.
Raimundo de los Reyes
The movie will cover the life of Camarón de la Isla (Jaenada), the legendary Spanish flamenco cantaor, from his beginning until his death. It tells around the relationships Camarón de la ... See full summary »
With an excellent cast of young actors now becoming famous everywhere, and the expertise of a much-experienced Jaime Chávarri, one would expect something less trite and something which did not fall back on the overly-used scapegoat of the dying years of the Franco Regime. It should also be expected that the story be somewhat more faithful to the ambience of the period in question - the mid sixties - and the behavioural context of that time in general and in Cádiz in particular. However, this little adventure embarks on a spree which, I suppose, might be called a comedy, but really only sparks off triviality and a certain feeling of having been betrayed somewhere.
I was 25 when I arrived in Spain, just five years later than the story being told in this film, precisely in a small city in the provinces. In no way could I compare the situations being enacted by those wonderfully fortunate people in the film, with what in effect was being lived by the real young people at that time. Life was far more serious than as painted in this film.
The acting is good - you have some of the best actors of Spain today in `Besos para Todos'. But my complaint stands firm: sorry, Sr. Chávarri, you have stepped out of line here, you have mixed up reality and fantasy and clothed it as a comedy.
If on the other hand you only want a film depicting young people about to set off on amorous adventures, without any hint of historical background, you might well enjoy this film.
I was only aggravated, annoyed. Perhaps it is just my peculiar attitude and memories of those `early years', tainted by parochial provincialism immersed in the shadows of a worn out tottering totalitarianism being assaulted by quasi-mystical songs from Joan Manuel Serrat.
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