A clever rehumanization of masculine desire through humour and the suffering of the two masculine protagonists. It's all about the devotion of man to the woman's body which, through the pure naiveness and innocence of a fool, thus unformated by culture, tries to locate desire beyond the narrowness of some feminist ideas -and brilliantly escaping easy criticism through the existence of a third, female torero chatacter
Almodovar's movies are unique. Nobody talks about morality, men (who are the focus here), women and love like he does. Everything he touches becomes incredibly poetic and smooth, even acts we normally consider as horrific and deviant. Some questions are unanswered and open perspectives about how we have to think and how we manage with the society we live in.
The definition of melodrama might be "ridiculous yet affecting". The women of the poster are as unreachable in the film, where it's possible to read the title as ironic seeing as talking achieves so little. The impossibility of connection imbuing it with real sadness, avoiding a creepiness the story warrants. 3.5