I laughed. I cried. Really. Talk to Her (“Hable con ella”), the latest flick from Pedro Almodóvar, is quirky, funny, disturbing, heartstring-tugging. A must-see that keeps you on your toes. (Yes, I’m a ghostwriter for Roger Ebert.) An interesting tidbit from the Salon.com review:
As in most Almodóvar movies, the homoerotic subtext isn’t a subtext at all—it’s a mysterious, shifting glimmer of light that floats on the surface of the story. That’s one of the things that make Almodóvar’s movies so freeing; he has no interest in hanging helpful identification labels on the nebulous (or not so nebulous) attraction between unlikely people.
Very true. And for those of you making early Oscar picks, Talk to Her isn’t eligible for Best Foreign-Language Film, because Spain has already picked another movie as its official entry. Pity. (Nominations will be announced Tuesday, Feb. 11).