In a small bar in Madrid run by Amparo (Terele Pávez) and her cook Sátur (Secun de la Rosa), a group of people comes together who couldn’t be more different. They all plan to go their separate ways when a shot rings out in the streets, striking down one of the customers who just left. A rescue attempt also ends deadly. As they don’t dare to leave anymore, they try to figure out what is going on inside the cafe which quickly leads to them turning on each other.
When I saw El Bar at the festival, it hit me at a bad time and I slept a lot during the film. The parts I saw weren’t really to my liking, and my track record with de la Iglesia is spotty to put it mildly. Nevertheless when I saw that the film had hit netflix, I decided to give it another try. Just to be fair. I shouldn’t have bothered.
José (Pepón Nieto) can’t believe his luck when the temp agency actually sends him a job: he is supposed to attend the taping (four months in advance) of the New Year’s Show (not knowing that he has to fill the spot of a guy who was killed on set) to be in the audience. He puts on his tux and makes his way to the studio just outside of Madrid through an increasingly heated strike. The show features two major musical acts: the old crooner Alphonso (Raphael) and the new pop sensation Adanne (Mario Casas) whose competition with each other backstage is also getting more and more heated. With tensions rising everywhere, something has got to give.
After Las brujas de Zugarramurdi I was very reluctant to see any de la Iglesia movie ever again. If Mi gran noche hadn’t been included in my all access pass to the festival, I probably wouldn’t have seen it at all. Which would have been a pity, because it was an extremely funny (though not particularly clever) film.
José (Hugo Silva) was recently divorced and is in the middle of a custody battle with his wife. It really doesn’t help that he takes his son (Gabriel Ángel Delgado) with him on a robbery that he planned together with some guys, among them Antonio (Mario Casas). But things go wrong and the guys find themselves on the run. Their flight leads them directly into a coven of not particularly well-meaning witches.
Witching & Bitching starts out funny but the longer it went on, the more difficulty I had with its blatant misogyny. In the end I was too horrified to really enjoy it.