In 1996 I went to the cinema with no idea of which movie I wanted to see. This one was a spanish film, so I thought "Agh! no, please...", but the words "My name is Angela. I am going to be killed" called my attention. So I thought "OK, let's give spanish cinema one more try..." (I have to say I'm spanish, but spanish cinema before Tesis is 90% junk) And it was marvelous. I had never seen such a good spanish movie. And it had been a long time since I had seen such a good movie, spanish or foreign. Since that day many more have come: Abre los ojos, El arte de morir, Nadie conoce a nadie... Since that day, I don't think spanish cinema is junk anymore
