There are always such men in his films. Blurred gender, twisted waist, flaming red lips, enchanting. In this perhaps autobiographical "Bad Education", the dusty past and the deceased lover are resurrected and put on film. Enrique said, I'm dead. I'm exhausted. Ignacio said, I sold myself in that sacristy and lost my faith. I became fearless because I no longer believed in hell.
Still homosexuality, still sex and love, still death and separation. "Bad Education" confirmed Almodovar's claim that women reminded him of comedy and men reminded him of tragedy. The protagonists in the film are all male, which determines the thoroughness of its tragedy. Almodovar carefully constructed a three-dimensional maze interspersed with four clues in the narrative, and the lost characters and the strange fate constitute a perfect correspondence between the form and the content.
Once upon a time, Enrique and Ignacio were students of the Church. They are in love.
Once upon a time, young Ignacio's singing voice was as clear and clear as the sound of nature. Even the priest was quietly tempted by him.
Once upon a time, young Ignacio was innocent enough to talk to God. That's a real beauty that comes from. In order to keep his lover Enrique at the school, he sold his soul in the sacristy and dedicated his body to the priest. From then on, he was fearless. Because he no longer believes in hell.
Once upon a time, the priest did not keep his promise, and Enrique finally left.
Time should go forward or backward. Ignacio, who once gleamed like gold, turned into a woman, wriggling in a seductive way. Desire is like grass, growing wildly in the heart. Until the end, he died on the typewriter with his love and dreams in his arms. He wrote, Dear Enrique, I think I made it.
He changed gender for a childhood lover, and finally exhausted his face in endless waiting.
The music trembled gently in the air, and the lustful fireworks disappeared. Colorful, but very sad. Only desire, shrouded like night.
Light and shadow are like water, gently passing over. Love is a part of desire, and perhaps it is taboos that make people feel safe. People leave the taboos without love to themselves, and only leave the vivid desires to Almodovar's light, color, sound and shadow.
In his films, sex is not taboo, love is.
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