We discover an Imaginary Invalid (Molière, 1673) who is afraid of growing old and who tries, more or less deftly, to clean up his past, renewing contact with former acquaintances. I loved the introductory scene with the four women washing clothes at the edge of a river, and the scenes in which Salvador Mallo is a child, with Penélope Cruz. These scenes are tenderly contemplative. Otherwise, the movie drags on excessively. This cinematic autobiography might be summed up to an egocentric work about a sad and lonely man, with an insignificant embarrassment of riches. Then, it's probably reserved for Pedro Almodovar's fans.
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