Vientos de agua

Vientos de Agua talks about emigration, a frequently history on our diary life. Who is not happy to told, but is necessary. It represents the past, present and future of the people.

Emigration is the idea over the history, who talk about relationships (of love, father-son, between different cultures...) about politic (anarchism, totalitarism...), the change of the way of live... Vientos de Agua spokes about life, in all of it sense.

All the actors rise an excellent level, one to one, no exceptions... Well, unless Hector Alterio; he rises more than perfect, his expresions, the look, the movement, he have the humanity in his soul.

Concluding, for me, is the best series i have never seen in my life; because when a history need to be told... it is shown with all the feeling.

Thank you, Campanella, for this awesome story! Incredible actors, and so well done!

Campanella's masterpiece, a great story, which happens to have a lot in common with my father's, who left Asturias in 1925 to avoid the draft and landed in Argentina. My dad also lived in a Jewish neighborhood in Buenos Aires, where I was born later. Just like Andres, he was an Anarchist who became a Peronist, as did most of his union friends. And he was fortunate to return to Asturias before his death. He kept a lot of secrets about his life, something I respect. The life of emigrants is faithfully described in this saga. Interlaced with some of the most relevant events in Spain and Argentina during the twentieth century. Great cast, wonderful music, a must see...

Don't judge before you've watched at least 3 episodes. Totaly worth it. Slightly reminds to Cinema Paradiso. Emotive and intense. Definitely a masterpiece.

I just don't like the Argentine abuse of the imperative form of verbs, which hurts the ears and disfigures the beautiful Spanish language. It sounds aggressive, annoying, and distracts me. I'm a fan of the screenwriter, director, and producer Juan José Campanella and I'd never noticed this in his films. I really like 'The Secret in Their Eyes,' and 'The Son of the Bride'... Could it be that the bad habit of the imperative is increasing in Argentina? It's a shame, because the country has an excellent filmography. Now, my ears - and my eyes, very much so - are delighting in One Hundred Years of Solitude.