Interesting but failed attempt to touch the 1982 Spanish world press heart. It was a well meaning movie from a honest director, but excessive claims fall it down.
Filmed in authentic stage, particularly in a press agency documentation department dominated by a library rat female, between real workers.
This film had the opportunity to talk about simple journalist making his jobs with recommended ones (los enchufados) in a hate, jealousy and authoritarianism underworld' hideout but did not do it.
It would be an interesting denunciation (even today would be interesting because the actual situation in such press agencies, with trade union members working only for themselves, keeps on the same).
But this film, theoretically serviceable, wanted treat another different and difficult things involving politics and inopportune and far topics. So the results were not completely satisfactory.
Today heart press in Spain is so important that a handful of magazines (including some national newspapers) and statal and privates TV chains does can exist without these ridiculous stories. A real pity.
Filmed in authentic stage, particularly in a press agency documentation department dominated by a library rat female, between real workers.
This film had the opportunity to talk about simple journalist making his jobs with recommended ones (los enchufados) in a hate, jealousy and authoritarianism underworld' hideout but did not do it.
It would be an interesting denunciation (even today would be interesting because the actual situation in such press agencies, with trade union members working only for themselves, keeps on the same).
But this film, theoretically serviceable, wanted treat another different and difficult things involving politics and inopportune and far topics. So the results were not completely satisfactory.
Today heart press in Spain is so important that a handful of magazines (including some national newspapers) and statal and privates TV chains does can exist without these ridiculous stories. A real pity.