Isaki Lacuesta's second feature is the best Spanish movie of the year along with Albert Serra's "Honor de cavalleria". The starting scene awakes all your senses and maybe you could keep quiet at the end of the screening. It's a beautiful chant for loss things that Lacuesta's films like they were impossible dreams. Many great moments, some drops of Depardon, mixed with Guerin and maybe Kiarostami gave birth a masterpiece and one of the most exciting movies of the year. I am Spanish and i don't like flamenco... this wonderful film makes me doubtful. I ask myself questions about things that i believed that don't interest me. It's the effect of art.