Having just come back from a holiday in Spain, the main pleasure this film had to offer was recognising obscure scenery. It's a pity, because this film has some good ideas which could have been executed better with a bigger budget and a more polished script. It's basically a variant on the touring indie band movie with the variant that the main protagonist is a female Greenwich performance poet in Macho Spain. I don't want to print any spoilers, but the film has a tragic momentum to it that might tempt people to label it predictable.
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