Lucia Y El Sexo. This is my favourite film of all time. It's an absolute masterpiece. It has quite a lot of sex in it - as the title suggests - but that's not why it's good. For all I talk the talk, and walk the walk, I'm not very good at being male, and sex on screen makes me uncomfortable; it's good despite
the amount of sex in it. Though, while the sex is somewhat explicit, it's not gratuitous.
The film opens with Lucia entering a cafe, where she meets Lorenzo, and tells him that her boss has asked her to move in. She continues to say that she has decided to move in - but with Lorenzo, not her boss. Lorenzo has no idea who she is at this point. This is how I intend to meet my wife, but as often as I sit in cafes, it hasn't happened yet.
Lorenzo is a suicidal novellist, and the plot weaves through the past, the present, and the incresingly dark, depraved novel, blurring the lines between the three, to the point where the story ends in the middle.
Quote:The first advantage is at the end of the story. It doesn't finish, it falls in a hole. And the story starts again halfway. The other advantage, and the biggest, is that you can change course along the way... If you let me. If you give me time.
The film starts Paz Vega, but don't be put off by her abysmal performances in Hollywood - this was before she sold her soul and started making crap. She's actually very good in this.
Confession: I haven't watched
this recently, I'm watching
it as we speak, but I've seen it hundreds of times, so it's okay not to give it your undivided attention every single time.