<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:06:07.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>opinandosobrecine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-8360613749526424486</id><published>2010-03-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:13:52.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6wx43WpjWI/AAAAAAAAACY/rP7leTVe938/s1600/secondo-poster-del-film-alice-in-wonderland-137904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6wx43WpjWI/AAAAAAAAACY/rP7leTVe938/s320/secondo-poster-del-film-alice-in-wonderland-137904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452788101840211298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh Alice, Alice! Who would have said, that you would end up being such a disappointment. The expectation was as fat as  Tweedledee and Tweedledum together. Tim Burton leading a world of fantasy was a certain hit. Instead, it turn out to be a movie, that can only be qualified as entertaining.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing blow-minded, not even Mad Hatter, Johnny´s Depp character.  The luck of tension makes it quite long. I believe, the script is the main problem. The scenes solve to fast, not leaving time for the emotion to take place. For example, right at the end, everything happens so rapidly and there´s no fear, because when things went ugly, she just killed the beast. The audience can´t think, not even for two seconds, that maybe Alice will lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,  special effects, and the ART are tremendous achievements. Something undeniable, is the power of Burton´s creative brain. Wonderland, is really wonderland, and no other director could do it better in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope, his next film to jump out of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Not so wonder this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-8360613749526424486?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/8360613749526424486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/03/alice-in-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8360613749526424486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8360613749526424486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/03/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='Alice in Wonderland'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6wx43WpjWI/AAAAAAAAACY/rP7leTVe938/s72-c/secondo-poster-del-film-alice-in-wonderland-137904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-4082935137212000118</id><published>2010-03-22T11:31:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:24:33.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6e__8K9jQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RMYnDkVtZj8/s1600-h/two-lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6e__8K9jQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RMYnDkVtZj8/s320/two-lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451536979160042754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life its just a game of love.&lt;br /&gt;Living is loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we stop loving. What if our future seems to be over, just because love is all gone and out of the picture. The main character feels that way. He jumps into the river, with the only purpose of  escaping from the pain that love left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fails. Though he´s strong enough to take the impulse to jump, he´s  not ready to drawn. He wants to keep on living. So he came out of the  water, swimming all the way up to the surface, where two women appear. One of them loves him, the other one doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a tricky thing. Like the &lt;span class="clickable" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;puppeteer pulling the strings, love decided, that Leonard was going to fall for the one who loves another man. Once again, the wound is bleeding hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sense to struggle. A kiss in the terrace roof it´s all he has, and would ever have. The illusion vanishes.  Everything that´s left,  is the woman willing to love for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: The perfect portrait, of how love can change someones life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-4082935137212000118?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/4082935137212000118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-lovers.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/4082935137212000118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/4082935137212000118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-lovers.html' title='Two lovers'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S6e__8K9jQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RMYnDkVtZj8/s72-c/two-lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-8831271016089981201</id><published>2010-02-24T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:07:50.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proyectores a rodar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S4VcsxYitJI/AAAAAAAAACI/1mRyrg3WlKY/s1600-h/236067_cinta_de_cine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S4VcsxYitJI/AAAAAAAAACI/1mRyrg3WlKY/s320/236067_cinta_de_cine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441857648987387026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos meses de ausencia.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                    +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesidad imperiosa de volver a la sala oscura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartelera abundante y magnífica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(conclusión:) Sobredosis de cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-8831271016089981201?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/8831271016089981201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/02/proyectores-rodar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8831271016089981201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8831271016089981201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/02/proyectores-rodar.html' title='Proyectores a rodar!'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/S4VcsxYitJI/AAAAAAAAACI/1mRyrg3WlKY/s72-c/236067_cinta_de_cine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-3959023788664027930</id><published>2010-02-01T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:07:12.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo</title><content type='html'>Diálogo de una película que todavía no dejó el papel y que, de a poco, está cobrando forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo de contexto: Los padres del niño acaban de divorciarse. El hijo está con su padre, es el primer fin de semana que pasan juntos desde el divorcio. El padre está dolido con la situación. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NIÑO&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué la gente se casa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PADRE&lt;br /&gt;Porque tienen miedo de quedarse solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;             El hijo lo mira al padre confundido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIÑO&lt;br /&gt;¿Y el amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PADRE&lt;br /&gt;¿El amor?&lt;br /&gt;(breve pausa)&lt;br /&gt;El amor es la excusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Conclusión: ¿Puede haber una visión más pesimista del amor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-3959023788664027930?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/3959023788664027930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/02/dialogo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/3959023788664027930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/3959023788664027930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2010/02/dialogo.html' title='Diálogo'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-8899555223508059245</id><published>2009-12-20T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T11:08:33.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(500) días con ella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sy5ik57VjOI/AAAAAAAAACA/0yv_rRYbf9Y/s1600-h/500DaysPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 368px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sy5ik57VjOI/AAAAAAAAACA/0yv_rRYbf9Y/s320/500DaysPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417375787937795298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encantó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- La banda sonora. (INCREÍBLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- La forma en que él la mira a ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- La secuencia Expectations/Reality con el tema &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hero&lt;/span&gt; de Regina Spektor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- El diálogo entre Summer y Tom, casi al final de la película:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TOM&lt;br /&gt;What happened?! That’s what I don’t&lt;br /&gt;get.&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;I... Tom...&lt;br /&gt;TOM&lt;br /&gt;What, tell me...&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;I woke up one day and I knew.&lt;br /&gt;Tom says nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUMMER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I knew I could promise him I’d feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the same way every morning. In a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;way that I... I never could with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Puede esta frase resumir mejor cómo funcionan los sentimientos. Yo creo que no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Los saltos en el tiempo. Nada de cronología, son recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6 - Una dosis de amor actual, mejor aún, contemporáneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: No hay final feliz.&lt;br /&gt;(You just get over it with time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-8899555223508059245?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/8899555223508059245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/500-dias-con-ella.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8899555223508059245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/8899555223508059245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/500-dias-con-ella.html' title='(500) días con ella'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sy5ik57VjOI/AAAAAAAAACA/0yv_rRYbf9Y/s72-c/500DaysPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-6523468840541657782</id><published>2009-12-12T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:17:01.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Los abrazos rotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/SyO0m62JVrI/AAAAAAAAABw/BYLpADfQBDg/s1600-h/los_abrazos_rotos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/SyO0m62JVrI/AAAAAAAAABw/BYLpADfQBDg/s320/los_abrazos_rotos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414369757753857714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esta película, Almodóvar está tapado bajo varias capas de pudor (¿pudor es la palabra?). Pienso que el miedo le cortó la inspiración para escandalizar. Su deseo de ganar un Óscar, calmó los arrebatos de excentricidad del director.&lt;br /&gt;No hay ¡SEXO!, hay sexo, a secas. Tampoco hay travestis, ni cabida para el incesto, la violación y la muerte. Homosexualidad, sí, claro, es Almodóvar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penélope Cruz es la musa de todo el filme. Su belleza física está explotada al máximo. Almodóvar la desnuda, en cuerpo y alma, para dar volúmen a una mujer atrapada en una relación sin amor. Su héroe, el guionista y director, el hombre que  la ama sin límite, está encarnado de forma brillante por el actor Lluís Homar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo que sorprende es la secuencia musical con el tema de Cat Power. Escuchar una canción en inglés no es propio de las bandas sonoras de Almodóvar. Por eso, parecería que la seductora voz de Power lo hipnotizó, al punto de hacerla protagonista de un momento clave en la historia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conlusión: Los abrazos rotos, no me recuerda a Pedro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-6523468840541657782?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/6523468840541657782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/en-esta-pelicula-almodovar-esta-tapado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/6523468840541657782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/6523468840541657782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/en-esta-pelicula-almodovar-esta-tapado.html' title='Los abrazos rotos'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/SyO0m62JVrI/AAAAAAAAABw/BYLpADfQBDg/s72-c/los_abrazos_rotos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-5371194720501345885</id><published>2009-12-07T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:17:46.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafío</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sx0kKOXvYhI/AAAAAAAAABo/2R72dq6PEVo/s1600-h/desafio-afiche-1-506x749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sx0kKOXvYhI/AAAAAAAAABo/2R72dq6PEVo/s320/desafio-afiche-1-506x749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412522085244166674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La crítica sobre la película Desafío va a ser breve, y me voy a concentrar en enumerar los puntos que destacan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Excelente fotografía. Escenarios que reflejan lo crudo de vivir en ese bosque. Por ejemplo, el frío del invierno se trasmite a través de la pantalla.&lt;br /&gt;- Las escenas bélicas. Los enfrentaminetos, los disparos, las explosiones, están bien logradas. Son poderosas, sin necesidad de ver sangre y cuerpos humanos despedazados.&lt;br /&gt;- La música. Los violines. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;- La actuación de Daniel Craig. Si bien considero que no es merecedora de un Oscar, pienso que el personaje lo encarna a la perfección. Craig es un muy buen protagonista. Liev Schreiber cumple en su rol secunadrio pero, sin duda alguna, la revelación es el joven Jamie Bell, que interpreta al menor de los hermanos Bielski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: Recomendable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-5371194720501345885?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/5371194720501345885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/desafio-voy-hacer-una-critica-breve.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/5371194720501345885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/5371194720501345885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/12/desafio-voy-hacer-una-critica-breve.html' title='Desafío'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sx0kKOXvYhI/AAAAAAAAABo/2R72dq6PEVo/s72-c/desafio-afiche-1-506x749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-1425283782547216482</id><published>2009-11-25T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:57:27.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luciérnagas en el jardín</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1tX9y3phI/AAAAAAAAABY/A6VqFFsKj9E/s1600/Luciernagas_En_El_Jardin_1.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1tX9y3phI/AAAAAAAAABY/A6VqFFsKj9E/s320/Luciernagas_En_El_Jardin_1.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408098986034177554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cito a una (gran) amiga: “Wanna be de película independiente“.&lt;br /&gt;Esta frase la define a la perfección.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El gran problema de esta película es el guión. Es, sencillamente, malo. La historia se vale de flashbacks utilizados de forma incorrecta porque no aportan a la trama, carece de fuerza dramática, y tiene escenas injustificadas. El eje central de la narración se pierde por momentos, y aparecen vairas líneas que no encuentran un desenlace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los personajes están mal construídos y la jerarquía dentro de la película se desdibuja. El protagonista, el joven Michael Taylor (interpretado por Ryan Reynolds) falla, porque el viaje interior que atraviesa a lo largo del filme, está cargado de simbolismos que el guionista y director (Dennis Lee) no devela al público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los grandes actores como Willem Dafoe, Julia Roberts y Emily Watson, destacan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: Malodrama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-1425283782547216482?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/1425283782547216482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/luciernagas-en-el-jardin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/1425283782547216482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/1425283782547216482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/luciernagas-en-el-jardin.html' title='Luciérnagas en el jardín'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1tX9y3phI/AAAAAAAAABY/A6VqFFsKj9E/s72-c/Luciernagas_En_El_Jardin_1.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-5436626439821969595</id><published>2009-11-25T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:42:41.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El secreto de sus ojos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1riX-eGII/AAAAAAAAABQ/ijwHxR3NSfE/s1600/cartel-el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1riX-eGII/AAAAAAAAABQ/ijwHxR3NSfE/s320/cartel-el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408096965837592706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfecta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dijo alguien sabio: “La única crítica que se le pude hacer, es que por momentos es demasiado perfecta“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: Perfecta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-5436626439821969595?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/5436626439821969595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/5436626439821969595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/5436626439821969595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.html' title='El secreto de sus ojos'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1riX-eGII/AAAAAAAAABQ/ijwHxR3NSfE/s72-c/cartel-el-secreto-de-sus-ojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-1635353931213929276</id><published>2009-11-25T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:32:47.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastardos sin gloria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1UgZhdkYI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJYYFYFcJ5U/s1600/bastardos-sin-gloria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1UgZhdkYI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJYYFYFcJ5U/s320/bastardos-sin-gloria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408071643125617026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para empezar, tengo que hacer una confesión. Es algo que me avergüenza, y sé que es un gran sacrilegio, pero tengo que decirlo, en la mitad de la película, me fui.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, me levanté del asiento y salí de la sala. Es la segunda vez en el año que lo hago.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas tale&lt;/span&gt;, una película francesa fue mi iniciación. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo dicho, revela cuál es mi opinión sobre la película: no me gustó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razones (a modo de enumeración): ritmo lento, planos&lt;br /&gt;simples, diálogos largos, escasa tensión, poca violencia (y sangre, vamos, es Tarantino!), secuencias eternas sin un desenlace trascendente y, personajes sin gracia (el único que destaca es Hans Landa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero al Tarantino de Pulp Fiction y Kill Bill (la uno me gustó más que la dos). Esta película, me da la sensación de que está contaminada con la basura de Hollywood. Ojalá Tarantino vuelva a lo que mejor sabe hacer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: No es lo que parece ser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-1635353931213929276?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/1635353931213929276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/bastardos-sin-gloria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/1635353931213929276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/1635353931213929276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/bastardos-sin-gloria.html' title='Bastardos sin gloria'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw1UgZhdkYI/AAAAAAAAABI/hJYYFYFcJ5U/s72-c/bastardos-sin-gloria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-499075163732420555</id><published>2009-11-25T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:58:48.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie &amp; Julia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw04PxwE8hI/AAAAAAAAABA/4zfKsU5wTfs/s1600/julie_and_julia_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw04PxwE8hI/AAAAAAAAABA/4zfKsU5wTfs/s320/julie_and_julia_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408040571246014994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi opinión, la película justifica su existencia con la actuación de Meryl Streep. Dios, esa mujer es tan genial, sí lo sé, no afirmo nada nuevo, pero no podía dejar de decirlo. La personificación que hace de la cocinera americana Julia Child es brillante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El resto del reparto, Amy Adams (Julie Powell) y Stanley Tucci,  (Paul Child) hacen un trabajo correcto, pero no se lucen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La historia es plana, tiene algunos momentos bien logrados, y cumple el cometido de ser entretenida. Igualmente, el final deja mucho que desear. La cursilería se podría haber obviado, para dar mayor peso al desenlace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusión: Comedia ligera, sin grandes pretensiones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-499075163732420555?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/499075163732420555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/julie-julia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/499075163732420555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/499075163732420555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/julie-julia.html' title='Julie &amp; Julia'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw04PxwE8hI/AAAAAAAAABA/4zfKsU5wTfs/s72-c/julie_and_julia_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8556135175696962467.post-722755106091974643</id><published>2009-11-25T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:53:01.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Razón de ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw02HKZGHvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZumsyckuO7U/s1600/cine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw02HKZGHvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZumsyckuO7U/s320/cine3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408038224218431218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impresiones, críticas, pensamientos, reflexiones, líneas, toerías, apreciaciones..., sobre las películas que voy a ver al cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan simple como eso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8556135175696962467-722755106091974643?l=opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/feeds/722755106091974643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/razon-de-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/722755106091974643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8556135175696962467/posts/default/722755106091974643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opinandosobrecine.blogspot.com/2009/11/razon-de-ser.html' title='Razón de ser'/><author><name>Cinéfila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01660660384164243117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw03GkDJ2HI/AAAAAAAAAAY/V198BRo53os/S220/cine3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jM_i2DjzqVg/Sw02HKZGHvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZumsyckuO7U/s72-c/cine3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
