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I have always been a fan of Life of Agony. I love their very particular style, which does not properly fit into any music label, and at the same time fits many, their profound and heavy music, the desperation and darkness of their lyrics. We saw Keith become Mina and how the audiences remained faithful to the band regardless of gender. My tribe made me proud there.

But I never imagined the band had this huge soul, revolving around family, suffering and friendship. They are good people that transforms all that into art, and it is wonderful to see the authenticity of their music.

The documentary reflects their musical soul, and it is more dramatic than musical. I'd liked more of their music on it, but as with the band, their personal stories and their relationship goes beyond music.

More fan than ever.

After reading some negative comments on this title, I had to defend it. I laughed a lot! It is a parody, hyperbolic but very realistic portrait of a middle class couple entering their 40s, which is not to be taken literally. I am just there, and although I do not feel identified 100%, all the situations are somehow in my life, at least as a possibility. These are the issues our generation is facing, and that is how our generations is behaving and living. If part of the audience feels ashamed and disgusted (with all due respect) is because they feel so close. In all Apatow's works we see a hyperbolic parody of life: Girls, Knocked Up, The 40 year-old Virgin, etc. I think it is very healthy to watch this caricaturised reflection, laugh at it, and try to avoid it!

We have just been to watch the last Almodovar to the cinema, and what a major sad disappointment it has been! I did not expect very much of it, in spite of the fact that another choral comedy similar to "Mujeres" should have been appealing... Being an Almodovar fan for more than 20 years, I can say this is his worst movie of all times, only comparable to his first experimental ones, which at least were provocative and fresh. It is as naive, immature, badly narrated and acted, but on top of all that, its humor is so rancid and old fashioned it is embarrassing to watch. One can see the lack of money, but that is not excuse to make such a mediocre film. I cannot even imagine how he will manage to make the next one. Again, the director's obsessive frustration with sexuality is his enemy, but this time it becomes just pathetic. Only positive comment should go to the women dresses, beautiful as always. Sad, very sad...