not for me

Rating: Null/10 (1 April 2004)

If the characters of the movie were "lost in translation", all I have to say is that I also experienced, while watching the movie, a similar feeling, but instead I was simply "lost" Though average movies do generally have a coherent plot were many things happen, this movie forgets about such a "standard convention" and innovates a way of having you examining each sequence in search of a single sign of a plot being developed; of course, the search is in vain. The oppressive atmosphere, with its decadence and lack of action, makes you wonder "why did I choose this movie?" The only actions you are able to witness are the movements of your hands, increasingly with less coordination since you´re becoming sleepier and sleepier, searching for the coke and the popcorns in your seat.
Anyway, critics have acclaimed this film as a piece of art, but I don´t see anything artistic in the ability of a director to make her audience want to die.
The movie recounts the almost depressive existence of two characters, a middle-aged man and a young woman, whose situation in a foreign country in which they do not know the language of makes them become true friends...And that´s how the story ends, and so the question comes to you again: "why did I choose this movie?"
Their simple and almost immediately obvious relationship is the only thing that you, as a spectator, are to see, so in the end, you could have left after the first ten minutes of the movie and you would have already seen all that the movie had to offer.
Therefore I do not recommend this movie at all, and though the photography and other technical aspects were good, the film itself has nothing new to say, and I would really prefer to see a whole afternoon of "Cine de Barrio" than watching this movie twice.