NYFF Diary #8 - The Skin I Live In

The constant question for measuring the new output of master filmmakers like Pedro Almodovar: Judge them against films in general or against their own established potential? If The Skin I Live In was the first effort of an brash young filmmaker, I am convinced critics would be leaping from their seats to run through the streets Paul Rever style heralding the coming of a new master. But as a film from the man who delivered All About Mother, Talk to Her and Bad Education one after another, not so much with the cartwheels.

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