La noche que dejó de llover

A self-declared dandy in his 30s, who lives with his mother and works - now and then - at his (recently) dead father's workshop spends every night at a local bar, playing cards with friends and solving the world's problems. One day he decides to leave his town and move to Mexico. His last night in town happens to be that of his birthday and he goes, as always, to his bar, to meet his friends. That night there is a beautiful Russian girl there, they go out for a walk and spend hours discovering mysterious places, watching unexpected events and getting to know each other. With the arrival of dawn, reality raises its head: the main character has grown up more during that night - a true rite of passage - than in all the years of his life up to that point.

The film has a very Spanish ending - I can't say any more without spoiling it - and leaves a bittersweet taste in the spectator's mouth. The images remain in your head, as does the sheet magical mood of the night. Highly enjoyable.