Showing posts with label I'm So Excited. Show all posts
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Sunday, 28 April 2013

Pedro Almodóvar: Gayest. Film. EVER!

In Madrid I've heard it approvingly referred to as a mariconada – a sort of irreverent campfest. Almodóvar's first return to pure comedy in 25 years, since Women On The Verge Of A Nervous Breakdown, is a piece of extravagant, kitsch entertainment which he joyfully calls "my gayest film ever". It's also a return to the style of his early successes, when he burst on to the scene as a colourful purveyor of lavish, gleeful, hedonistic transgression. Gags include a clairvoyant losing her virginity by riding a sleeping, but aroused, fellow passenger, and the semen flecks left on a cabin steward's face after he locks himself into a cramped bathroom cubicle with the captain.

But the film can also be taken as a metaphor for ailing, recession-struck Spain itself. "I wanted this to be a wacky comedy, something escapist," says Almodóvar. "But it is true there are things that chime with the times." An aircraft circles aimlessly in the sky, its landing carriage damaged, awaiting the go-ahead for a crash landing. The crew and first-class passengers drown their sorrows, confess their sins and indulge in mescaline-fuelled sex while the tourist class drifts into ignorant, drug-induced slumber. Almodóvar himself was surprised at how the surreal backstories of the film's main characters – who include a crooked banker fleeing the country and a call girl who claims to have a compromising videotape of the king – increasingly resonate with the things Spaniards read daily in their newspapers.

"There was always the metaphor of a Spain that doesn't know where it is heading, that doesn't know where to land or who will be in charge, nor what the dangers are."

Giles Tremlett profiles Pedro Almodóvar for The Observer.
Let's just hope the film isn't as annoying as that preview clip of the "supercamp" air stewards miming to I'm So Excited.
But it's "so camp" and it's got subtitles, and it's a metaphor for austerity and the recession, yah - so middle class straight bores will love it to bits!
¡Almodóvar = aburguesado!

PS She doesn't even support Catalan independence.

Update: Many reviews thought it was a bit of a plane crash