Review by jotix100

Part of the problem with this movie seems to be the premature death of the original director, Ricardo Franco. It appears his successor, Fernando Bauluz, couldn't measure up to the work Franco had left behind, and the film suffers in the way it was released.

This is the main difference between a Spanish film and a Hollywood one: When Andres, the young photographer is mugged one night in a Madrid street by two women bandits, one decides to rape him. Had it been an American film, it would have been the other way around.

Everyone in this forum is in awe of Ariadna Gil's portrayal of Isabel, a young woman suffering from mental problems that are deeply rooted. While Ms. Gil gives an intensely charged performance, her co-star Fele Martinez, never rises to the occasion, as he never appears to be this man possessed by a passion that consumes him. The chemistry is wrong between the two leads and it shows. No amount of fixing could correct what wasn't there to begin with.

The screen play, written by Mr. Franco and Angelez Gonzalez Sinde doesn't help clarify the action, which in a way, contributes to derail what the late director probably set out to do. In his hands, maybe another movie would have resulted.