Eloy de la Iglesia was a little ahead of his time. Even for the bold and rebellious 70s, his flight of fancy proved too complex. A lover of cold emotional constructions, positing primarily cold space, an exterior portrait rather than a more deeply personal dynamic still life, he was hardly understood. Against the backdrop of a simple Spanish town, he spun a postmodern bloody drama that started from nothing - the boorishness of a cab driver who resented the kissing of a couple in love in a cab turned into large-scale intolerance. And there the beginning of the bloody conflict is already laid. But the fatal accident does not become an exception - corpses on the principle of dominoes are stacked in one of the rooms, and overly benevolent neighbor, it seems the thesis 'Love thy neighbor' understands too formally.
So-so, Iglesias models something between an allusion to Hitchcock's 'Frenzy' and 'Window to the Courtyard'. That said, despite its rather slippery nature, he tries to keep the movie quite restrained, thus making it compete with quite worthy films rather than slipping into thrash. And, everything seems to be coming together quite correctly. True, insufficient elaboration of details, alas, does not add to the picture vistas. to follow the character early enough became uninteresting to me. Where there could be suspense Iglesias added kitsch. Subsequently, his namesake Alex and Almodovar, probably without collusion, will shoot many more worthy and remotely similar pictures. I'm sure they've seen Eloi's picture. But here, the movie itself, especially now, after full acquaintance with the work of these directors - not impressive. It is a bold experiment, which contrasted well with the classic Saura, and Bunuel in comparison did not seem like a bully at all. But, different doesn't mean interesting.