I haven't been writing here forever but my senses are so awakened right now that I need to pour them down somewhere before I explode or implode or whatever. We just finished watching "The Devil's Backbone" with T and boy! What a movie! What a movie! It was fucking awesome! It killed me.
It was one or two weeks ago I guess that after watching another Spanish movie, "Snow White", both A and T talked about how sad and depressing all the Spanish movies they have ever watched are and it was just then that I realized I haven't probably watched any product of the Spanish cinema. Such a shame! This movie haunted me with the very sentences that it starts and happens to finish as well.
"What is a ghost? A tragedy condemned to repeat itself time and again? An instant of pain, perhaps. Something dead which still seems to be alive? An emotion suspended in time? Like a blurred photograph? Like an insect trapped in amber? ..."
The subtleties, the level of symbolism, the dialogues, the suspension, the complicated characters, everything was so admirable. Don't miss it, just don't.
