El asombroso mundo de Borjamari y Pocholo

Of course, if you like the music which appears in the movie (Hombres G, Mecano, and all that stuff), you don't like the movie. But, strictly, I think is not that bad, mainly because Pocholo and Borjamari are really pathetic, but exactly in the same way as the real guys who liked that kind of music in the Madrid of the 80's were: I don't hesitate about it because I was living then there and I saw it with my own eyes every Saturday evening. Look twice to the movie and search for funny jokes about the quite late move-out-of-parents-home of the Spanish youth, the absurd situations in the trying to pick-up girls of each weekend, the insane, vain and superficial way of life of the Spanish young members of the V.I.P. families... All these reflections are and were real, and they are mixed with some standards comedy situations. I do believe that the critics didn't make justice to this movie with their writings. Lack of sense of humor about burlesques of the high social classes? And, by the way, I'm sorry, but the best highlight in the movie is the characterizing of Mecano's fans, whose exaggerated and praised entourage created about the simple (and several plain) pop-music songs of this band converted Mecano's members in a kind of Gods who they never ever were at all. There were much much much more music during the 80's in Spain, much more variety and styles, and much more better too...