I'm a big fan of European films, and especially Spanish ones. There are many gems, some classics, and above all, a freedom of originality that Hollywood often filters away in favour of tried and tested formulae.
This is no such gem. Production-wise it feels like a poorly executed student movie. The acting is forced, awkward and hollow. The pacing is painfully slow. The plot is so thin and vague a synopsis would read like a weekly horoscope.
I watched it on a train on the way to Madrid, so as a bored and truly captive audience, I decided I would persist. The only saving grace is Violeta's performance was reasonably apt. Or maybe she just looked better sorrounded by far worse actors.
One to avoid.
This is no such gem. Production-wise it feels like a poorly executed student movie. The acting is forced, awkward and hollow. The pacing is painfully slow. The plot is so thin and vague a synopsis would read like a weekly horoscope.
I watched it on a train on the way to Madrid, so as a bored and truly captive audience, I decided I would persist. The only saving grace is Violeta's performance was reasonably apt. Or maybe she just looked better sorrounded by far worse actors.
One to avoid.
