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If you are tired of the good movies, the good acting and -of course- of your money, and what you expect is nothing but teen porno and a look into one of the worst movies ever made... this is the picture of your life. By the way, there are no spoilers here... since there's nothing to be revealed. Nothing. "The butler is the killer". Save your money and your time. Nothing but rubbish. The acting and the direction are so marginal they shouldn't get any payment for this "thing". Characters are so awful not intending anything but to show you what you don't want to see... unless you are a "Peeping Tom". Regarding the story... well, the writer is Angeles Gonzalez Sinde. She is now the new Minister of Culture of the Government Cabinet in Spain, so you can imagine how things are going to be for the so called "Spanish Cinema". May God have mercy on us all!

To start of with the possessives: I think the movie is well shot, it looks good. But it pretty much stops there.

There is no progress what so ever. Things happen because they happen. There is no sense of progress to the story. And you feel like you are watching event after event take place. So you end up watching these girls and boys take drugs, drink and of course have lot's of sex.

I think I counted 6 sex scenes, placed around the movie, so whenever the viewers think about turning of the film or walking out of the theater, they think that the sex scenes will capture your attention. And for many, it does exactly that. Teens having sex in the toilet of nightclubs.

If you are looking for a good film, look somewhere else. if you want to see teens have sex, well... try porn or this film.

The film is a hyperactive, coke-dusted collage of youth hedonism, sex, bisexual confusion, MDMA-fueled decisions, and-most memorably-Ana de Armas's body.

Let's get right to the scene. De Armas plays Carola, a young woman navigating love, betrayal, and a wardrobe that clearly lost a bet. In what might be the film's most gratuitous-and therefore most unforgettable-moment, Carola corners her friend's boyfriend in a nightclub bathroom, pulls down her her top, and whispers, "Suck my breasts." He obliges. Passionately. Then they have sex right there inside the stall, amid flashes of strobe lighting and dramatic guilt monologues. All while Carola breathes through her regret: "I feel terrible...betraying her like this." They both get a kick out of this confession.

Now, let's be clear: Ana de Armas is a walking supernova. Even in a film this messy, she has a presence you can't look away from- all pouty lips, hypnotic eyes, and the kind of topless screen magnetism that short-circuits plot logic entirely. The camera worships her-and honestly, it should. Her nude scenes, especially in this bathroom encounter, are filmed with the kind of reverence usually reserved for confessionals or sunrises.

But the film? It's chaos. Characters jump from partner to partner like horny chess pieces. Emotions change mid-sentence. The soundtrack seems curated by a teenager with unlimited Red Bull. There's potential here-moments of raw vulnerability, explorations of toxic youth culture-but it all gets lost in a haze of over-acting, under-writing, and scenes that feel less written than dared.

If you're here for coherence, look elsewhere. But if you're here for Ana de Armas writhing topless while wrestling with guilt mid-thrust, congratulations-you've found your cinema.

I saw this film at the Cannes Film Festival. It was looking for international distributors after opening number 1 in Spain.

While it is far from a perfect movie, this is on par with 'Kids' and 'Skins'. I remember back to when I first saw Kids - and had similar feelings. This time, I am older and wiser (for instance, I cringed when they repeatedly had sex without condoms and the female characters claimed to be taking the pill.. as if the skanky guy didn't have one or more diseases), but many of the consequences were real.

Leave your parents at home. This one is strictly for you and your friends & lovers.

Located somewhere in the east coast of Spain, the movie tells the typical story of a group of youngsters and their experiences with drugs, sex and rock&roll. Although mainly focused on the life of two close friends, the film ambitiously tries to extend the script to a variety of secondary characters and their daily life full of drugs, clubbing and above all sex, lots of sex.

The movie fails miserably from the very beginning. It is not just slow, it is boring, predictable, and the story lines weak and poorly developed. The film is nothing but a succession of sex scenes divided by short periods of horrible dialogues and awful acting. Don't get me wrong, I am fine with the sex as long as there is something else there to be told in the story, but this is clearly not the case. So what do you get? Well, a bunch of pretty faces and nice butts surrounded by horrible acting and worse direction. The soundtrack is equally bad, apart from the noise from the club scenes, the music is annoying to the extreme of not being able to understand what the characters are saying. Somebody should tell this director what a volume control is, and that when a viewer realizes the existence of a soundtrack the music has been badly chosen.

So summarizing if you are looking for a movie with a good script and well developed story lines go somewhere else. On the other hand if you like sex, naked bodies and full front nudity this one is for you. Combined with the horrible acting and even worse script it would make a great addition for the soft porn section of blockbusters.