"- We women are more tolerant
- No! We women are more asshole "
They're right a bit 'both.
If you live directly on my skin, this movie puts me through a kind of itching, a déjà vu suffering: I want to scream along with the mother of Esteban:
My son, NO! My son!
Because sometimes humans really are as Lola, a plague, ravaging everything in their path and the rest of us, we others, let them do a little 'inexperience, a little' to stay true to ourselves, not to become in time of pestilence. Rosa is so atypical, clean, unaware .. Here Lola makes a great gift, but then takes away everything, without pity and without courage. But we are equally responsible for the evil that we are not aware of? We are doomed if we did it without looking behind?
There are untold suffering and strength in this film that is a continuous journey: Madrid-Barcelona, \u200b\u200bBarcelona - Madrid and Barcelona again. To say, first, and then to save and to be reborn. These children that men leave us in the womb, the only thing about them, these children lose in the car or in war, are the only concrete evidence of their existence and of their passage. And we cling to them in their memory, of the plague which has swept our lives before their flight. And yet we love them, still look for them, yet we forgive them. Or
No. Because we are more tolerant, or maybe ....
Perhaps only more-irremediably-jerk.
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