Cristi_Ciopron LA TETA Y LA LLUNA, movie of incomparable charm, is a feast of brio and delight; I particularly liked the idea, and the various dreamy, exciting, amusing scenes. Luna's comedy is perhaps less about an awakening and more about the prolonging of a sexuality—a fetishist, primeval one.Mathilda May is, one should one say, strictly delicious; strictly delicious. When I was 12, I have seen her in Letters to an Unknown Lover, where she's 21 and hotter than you would imagine.Mrs. May is a Meridional, Mediterranean babe, so highly responsive to Spanish tastes. She's lean, dry, supple, she looks like a Spanish babe.There is a word that, as fetish, the Europeans are rather ass—men (though, in Italy, the predilection for Mss Grandi's and Caprioglio's tits hints to some considerable tits—taste), while Americans are tits—men; well, the Spanish cinema generally offers a nice balance.If the Italian cinema may be said to express a healthy and, at times, more or less kinky sensuality, the full expression of fetish-isms is the privilege of the Spanish cinema—breasts, thighs, etc.; the Spanish cinema is, in a way, the most sensual I know—a deep and natural appreciation for the feminine body. (A word might be said also in favor of two less known schools, the Polish and the Czech cinemas.) Buñuel was very fetishist, though he feigned the opposite by masquerading fetishism; it is a very implied masquerade …. José Luis Cuerda's Tocando Fondo (1993), with the nowadays underused but wholly delicious Icíar Bollaín, is a textbook example of naughty fetishism; Marisa Paredes was also very subjected to much cinematographic fetishism. There's a scene in a Goya biopic where the painter stares at the tits of a young woman by a water; in a satire, an old man asks a young babe to show him her tits in exchange for some favor he can return, and if such scenes could seem unspecific and rather average and common, the Spanish invest them with a special sensuality and gusto. The option for Mrs. May is too obvious to need any explanation; she has awesome jugs, and she has proved it whenever it was useful.How couldn't I be happy that my 500th entry here happened to be one about a movie that's exalting the tits, and the pleasure, tactile, gustatory, visual, they give? And, moreover, not just any tits—but Mathilda May's! Maybe one word would be appropriate for my 500th commentary—I have taken quite some pleasures in writing them so far, I have enjoyed the several exchanges with various readers these comments have already occasioned, and, as to the next ones, I will to some extent reorient the profile of these entries—more about silent movies, ancient flicks, genre movies, Gothic movies and author cinema.

cocoyine99 No other movie has made me feel like this before... and I don't feel bad. Like, I don't want my money back or the time that I waited to watch this movie (9 months) nor do I feel bad about using two hours of a sunny summer day in order to view this ______. The reason I say "_____" is because no matter how hard I wrack my brain I just can't seem to come up with a word in ANY of the seven languages that movie was in to sum it up. I have no idea what was going on the entire time and half way through the movie I needed a breather. No movie has ever done this to me before. Never in my life have I wanted cauliflower, milk, and baguettes this much. Thank you. - EdUh. *clears throat* No words. No thoughts. I don't know. I truly don't know. - Cait

eddiemetal1 ******* SPOILER! ******** i saw this gr8 film a few years back, its a lovely story about a young fella who wants to drink his mothers milk at the breast but she thinks he is to old for it. he ends up lusting after another ladies breasts and ends up in competition with his brother who fancies her. throw in a jealous husband of this woman who cannot get "aroused" and you have a cheeky yet warm story about love, friendship and lovely pairs of jugs heheits brilliantdont be put off by sub-tit-les hehe!

RResende I enjoyed a lot watching this movie. It has a great direction, by the already know Bigas Luna, born in Spain. And it is precisely in Spain that the movie takes place, in Cataluña, to be more precise.Luna explores once more the theme of an obcession, in this case the obcession of a young boy for the women's milk. There are some psychological concepts in this story such as the rejection complex that the elder son feels with the birth of his brother. In the movie this is what leads to the obcession of the young boy who suddenly sees all his mother's milk go to the recently born son. So he starts trying to find a breast who is able to feed him. He finds it in a woman recently arrived and from here on the movie is all around this.This movie lives a lot on imagery, more than the story itself, the espectator captures certain moments (unforgettable moments) and certain symbols (the movie deserves a thourough analyses on almost everything that happens because it usually means something...). The surroundings, the landscapes, typical from the region as well as the surreal behaviors of the characters, also symbolic, and the excelent ambiguous soundtrack by Nicola Piovani transport us to another dimension, not parallel to the real world, but which intersects it from times to times... Worth living in that world, worth watching this movie, even though we may eventually and for moments get tired and a bit sick with the excessive obcession, which is perhaps taken beyond the limits...I also enjoyed the performance of the protagonist... 8/10