A man writes and loves in darkness. Fourteen years before, he was victim of a brutal car crash, in which he didn’t only lose his sight, but also lost Lena, the love of his life. This man uses two names, a playful pseudonym for his literary works, and his real name, which he uses to sign his film.
After Live Flesh, All About My Mother, and perhaps their most monumental collaboration Volver, Penelope Cruz reunites with the sublime Pedro Almodóvar for this metafictional melodrama: a complex combination of his typically sumptuous color palette with the shadowy shades of a film noir.
At various times in my life I have referred to this as my favourite film. Whether or not it still is, every time I revisit it, it always absorbs me and makes me forget that I'm sitting there watching a film.
I'm delighted with the continuous perfection of the art of Almodóvar. He managed to thrill me, once again, with intensity. I did not like much of "Volver." But really, he resumed his career with mastery. A beautiful masterpiece! Congratulations, Almodóvar!
almodovar's masterpiece, possibly even better than the iconic 'all about my mother'. the style of his has become beautiful and snappy. characters are real and unpredictable, with cruz here playing a character who is very unlikeable. the story of films, how it can be manipulated to serve one aim or the other is brilliant, as is the comment on cinema's voyeuristic nature. also just damn funny and tragic all at once.