Tuesday, 26 May 2026

Accion Mutante (3 Stars)


This is Alex de la Iglesia's first film, made in 1993. "Accion Mutante" remains one of the wildest debuts in modern Spanish cinema; a savage, anarchic mix of science fiction, black comedy and comic-book grotesquerie. Set in a future ruled by beauty and consumerism, the film follows a terrorist gang made up of physically disabled and socially rejected outsiders. The satire is broad, violent and deliberately ugly, but beneath the chaos lies a genuine anger at superficial society and media culture.

What separates "Accion Mutante" from De la Iglesia's later films is its rawness. Later works such as "The Day of the Beast" or "The Ferpect Crime" are still frantic and darkly comic, but they're far more polished and audience-friendly. "Accion Mutante" feels almost punk in comparison; dirtier, harsher and less interested in emotional warmth or commercial accessibility. The director's later films balance cynicism with affection for their characters, while this debut attacks nearly everyone with equal cruelty.

The influence of producer Pedro Almodovar can occasionally be felt in the exaggerated colours and grotesque humour, yet the film already contains the obsessions that would define De la Iglesia's career: social outsiders, collapsing morality, media hysteria and human beings reduced to caricatures by modern society. Even today, "Accion Mutante" still feels more dangerous than his later films.

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Monday, 25 May 2026

The Last Circus (5 Stars)


Epic.

That's the only word that does this film justice,

Rather than tell a single story it meanders from one topic to another.

Does it have a message? Maybe, maybe not. It's entertainment. A snapshot of Spanish history from 1937 to 1973.

Let the images wash over you. You won't be disappointed.

Success Rate:  + 1.1

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Sunday, 24 May 2026

Mother Mary (4 Stars)


I went to see this film in the cinema knowing nothing about it. I hadn't seen any trailers in the cinema prior to it being shown.

The film is about a pop singer returning to stage after a three year break caused by an accident on stage. In the film Anne Hathaway reminds me of Lady Gaga in her early years, but I've read that the director based Mother Mary primarily on Taylor Swift. Maybe; I hardly know Taylor Swift. Three days before the concert Mary arrives dishevelled and hardly recognisable at the house of her former costume designer and lover, Samantha, and asks her to design a dress for the concert. That's very short notice, but Samantha agrees.

The film is a talkie. For the first hour of the film the two women discuss their past, with flashbacks to concerts over the last 18 years. The film doesn't seem to be going anywhere. Then the women discover in their conversations that they've both been haunted by the same ghost. Yes, the film needs a whole hour to reach the supernatural part. This is strange, from the pacing, but the story is well told.

One small word of praise. All the songs in the film are sung by Anne Hathaway herself.

Saturday, 23 May 2026

Messi (4 Stars)


"Messi" is a sports documentary that often feels as if it would rather be a feverish piece of mythmaking than a factual account of a footballer's life. That is what makes it interesting. Instead of the polished, corporate style that dominates modern sports documentaries, Alex de la Iglesia approaches the material with the same exaggerated energy and restless movement that run through his fiction films.

The film is built around conversations in restaurants and cafés, with journalists, coaches, childhood friends and football figures discussing Lionel Messi almost as if they're trying to reconstruct a legend. De la Iglesia shoots these scenes with dramatic lighting and constantly shifting camera angles, giving even ordinary anecdotes a strange intensity. The documentary rarely settles into the calm observational rhythm associated with serious sports filmmaking. Instead, it rushes forward, fuelled by rapid editing, pounding music and a visual style closer to tabloid spectacle than sober biography.

At times, the approach feels deliberately excessive. Archive footage is cut together with such speed and excitement that Messi begins to seem less like a real person than an abstract force of movement. The film is less interested in analysis than in sensation. De la Iglesia treats football highlights almost like action sequences, lingering on impossible changes of direction and sudden bursts of acceleration with the awe of someone filming a supernatural event.

What's most distinctive is the tension between documentary realism and cinematic exaggeration. The interviews are real, the stories are real, yet the atmosphere often feels heightened to the edge of fantasy. That mixture suits De la Iglesia's sensibility perfectly. Even when the structure becomes repetitive, the film never looks anonymous. In an era where many football documentaries resemble extended television specials, "Messi" has the personality of an auteur film.

Friday, 22 May 2026

The Ferpect Crime (4 Stars)


Sometimes I don't understand myself. Alex de la Iglesia is one of my three favourite directors, alongside Sion Sono and Zhang Yimou. In the case of the last two directors it's difficult for me to buy all their films, because some have never been released with English subtitles. But at the moment my collection of Alex de la Iglesia's films is almost complete. "Dying of Laughter" (1999) has recently been released for the first time with English subtitles. I thought it was impossible to buy "The Baby's Room" (2006), but this week I discovered that it's available dubbed into German. That's not perfect, but it's better than nothing. I've ordered it, and when it arrives I'll have all 18 of his films.

Some time in the near future I'll do a marathon of his films, watching them all in chronological order, but I'll watch a few now, especially the ones I'm currently buying. While looking through my collection I saw "Crimen Ferpecto" ("The Ferpect Crime") and realised I couldn't remember what it's about. So I checked my alphabetical list of posts to see when I last watched it. Huh? It's not listed. So when did I buy it? According to Amazon, I bought it in 2008, two years before I started writing my blog. So I haven't watched it for almost 18 years? That's crazy!


"The Ferpect Crime" looks like a black comedy about murder and ambition, but beneath the farce it's really a vicious attack on the cult of appearance. Rafael believes that women only have value if they fit the glamorous image sold by department stores, fashion adverts and television. He's obsessed with beauty, charm and social status; so obsessed that he completely overlooks the humanity of the women around him.

The film's masterstroke is the character of Lourdes. Rafael dismisses her because she doesn't match the conventional standards of attractiveness pushed by consumer culture, yet she's the only person in the story who genuinely sees through him. De la Iglesia exposes the shallowness of judging women purely by appearance; the supposedly "perfect" world Rafael chases is hollow, artificial and morally rotten. Beauty in the film becomes another product on display, no different from the expensive goods in the department store.

What makes the satire work so well is that the film never turns into a lecture. It's fast, cruel and very funny, but underneath the dark humour there's a real sadness about how easily people absorb these superficial standards. By the end, Rafael's obsession with appearances has trapped him in a life that's far uglier than the woman he mocked.

Wednesday, 20 May 2026

Dying of Laughter (4 Stars)


"Muertos de Risa" (engl. "Dying of laughter") is one of Alex de la Iglesia's sharpest and most uncomfortable black comedies; it takes the format of a Spanish TV comedy double act and slowly poisons it from the inside.

The film follows Nino and Bruno, two comedians whose career is built on mutual humiliation, timing and a very public sense of cruelty that the audience keeps rewarding. What starts as satire about celebrity culture and the mechanics of laughter gradually turns into something darker and more claustrophobic, as success hardens into obsession and dependency.

What makes it work is the tonal control. "Muertos de Risa" never fully lets you relax into either comedy or tragedy; it keeps slipping between the two, often in the same scene. The humour is real but it always feels a bit contaminated, like you’re laughing at something that’s already turning sour.


The film is also about Spain's own transformation. The older entertainment culture, shaped in the late Franco and immediate post-Franco years of the 1970's, relied on shared references, collective humour and a sense of social constraint. By the 1990's, that world has been replaced by aggressive media visibility, celebrity obsession and a television landscape that rewards extremity over subtlety. Nino and Bruno feel like products of that shift; they start in a world where performance is communal and end in one where it’s entirely predatory.

Alex de la Iglesia captures that transition with typical excess and discomfort. The film suggests that Spain’s move from a more contained, post-dictatorship culture into a modern media society didn't just change what people watched; it changed what they were willing to do to each other in public for attention.

Tuesday, 19 May 2026

Meet Joe Black (5 Stars)


"Meet Joe Black" is a Hollywood film that seemed faintly ridiculous to many critics when it first appeared, then slowly gathered a devoted audience who responded to its sincerity. At more than three hours long, with Brad Pitt playing Death in human form, it could easily have collapsed into self-parody. Instead, it became something strangely hypnotic; a melancholy romantic fantasy about mortality, wealth, loneliness and the terror of time running out.

The premise sounds absurd. A media tycoon named William Parrish is approached by Death, who arrives in the body of a young man and calls himself Joe Black. Death wants to experience human life before taking Parrish away. What follows isn't really a fantasy story in the conventional sense; it's a meditation on ageing, regret, romance and the awareness that time is limited.

The film works because director Martin Brest refuses to rush anything. Conversations unfold slowly. Characters pause before speaking. Entire scenes exist purely for atmosphere. The famous hospital and coffee-shop opening stretches time almost to breaking point, establishing the dreamlike rhythm that defines the entire film.

Anthony Hopkins gives the film its emotional gravity. His William Parrish isn't simply frightened of death; he's exhausted by power, responsibility and the compromises of success. Hopkins plays him as a man already halfway detached from the world before Joe even arrives.

Brad Pitt gives one of the oddest performances of his career. His flat vocal rhythms and awkward body language were mocked in 1998, but viewed now they make sense. Joe Black isn't human. He's observing people the way an outsider studies behaviour he doesn't entirely understand. Pitt plays him with a childlike curiosity mixed with something ancient and unknowable.

The emotional structure of the film depends heavily on the contrast between the two daughters.

Susan Parrish, played by Claire Forlani, is introspective, romantic and emotionally restless. Despite her privileged life, she seems disconnected from the corporate world surrounding her family. She wants intimacy and authenticity rather than social success. That's why she's drawn to Joe. Even before she understands what he is, she senses that he exists outside the artificial systems that dominate her world.

Allison, played by Marcia Gay Harden, represents stability and ordinary human attachment. She's practical, maternal and socially grounded. Unlike Susan, she isn't searching for transcendence or mystery. Allison accepts life as something to organise and preserve; Susan searches for something emotionally absolute. William loves both daughters deeply, but the contrast between them reflects two different responses to mortality itself. Allison embraces life as routine continuity; Susan searches for meaning beyond routine.

Over time the film has developed something close to cult status, although not in the traditional midnight-movie sense. It was always a large studio production with major stars, but its reputation has transformed. Younger audiences have rediscovered it through streaming and online clips, especially the coffee-shop sequence and the unexpectedly funny peanut butter scene. What audiences once considered unbearably earnest now feels refreshing. The film's refusal to be cynical has become part of its appeal.

The question of length has followed the film ever since its release. The original theatrical cut runs just over three hours. There was later a shortened release for use on television and for video rentals. On paper, the shorter version seems sensible. The corporate takeover subplot is reduced, several extended dinner conversations are tightened and some atmospheric transitional scenes disappear entirely.

Narratively, very little is lost. The shortened version still tells the same story clearly. In fact, viewers who found the original ponderous often prefer it because the romantic and supernatural elements become more prominent once the business material is compressed.

Yet something important vanishes with those cuts. The full-length version creates a sensation of suspended time. The slow pacing allows Death to drift through the Parrish household like a visitor studying humanity in microscopic detail. Even scenes that appear unnecessary contribute to the mood of lingering impermanence. The shortened version preserves the plot, but weakens the hypnotic atmosphere.

That's why the theatrical cut continues to attract devoted admirers despite its excesses. Many individual scenes could be removed without damaging the mechanics of the story, but the emotional experience depends on accumulation. The film gradually surrounds the viewer with the awareness of mortality. Its power comes less from narrative momentum than from emotional duration.

In the end, "Meet Joe Black" endures because it attempts something modern Hollywood rarely risks anymore; it treats romance, death and longing with complete seriousness. Sometimes it stumbles under the weight of its ambitions. Sometimes it's undeniably self-indulgent. But even its flaws feel connected to what makes it memorable. The film moves at the pace of someone reluctantly saying goodbye to life itself.

Success Rate:  - 0.4

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