Let me qualify my comments by identifying myself as a septuagenarian movie buff. Well, a movie buff until I was driven out of the theaters by noise passing for music, mumbled duologue and a concerted degrading of cinematic values.
I was not surprised to find that the generation of movie goers that has reduced film making to the dark age of cinema would rate this delight of magical realism as less than mediocre. It is in fact the first movie that I have seen, with the exception of "Chocolat", that successfully invites the viewer to enjoy art as reality. The director delivers his vision without disturbing the telling of an amusing story. The duologue is well constructed and UNDERSTANDABLE. The music is soft and supportive to the cinematic theme.
It is the joy of watching Penelope Cruz with her winsome, effortless beauty that makes WOMAN ON TOP very special. How can anyone who loves movies not believe this movie is extraordinary?
I was not surprised to find that the generation of movie goers that has reduced film making to the dark age of cinema would rate this delight of magical realism as less than mediocre. It is in fact the first movie that I have seen, with the exception of "Chocolat", that successfully invites the viewer to enjoy art as reality. The director delivers his vision without disturbing the telling of an amusing story. The duologue is well constructed and UNDERSTANDABLE. The music is soft and supportive to the cinematic theme.
It is the joy of watching Penelope Cruz with her winsome, effortless beauty that makes WOMAN ON TOP very special. How can anyone who loves movies not believe this movie is extraordinary?