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Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown (Mujeres al Borde de un Ataque de Nervios)

kdk April 11, 2005
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Mujeres al Borde de un Ataque de Nervios (or Women on the Verge

of a Nervous Breakdown) doesn’t just have one jilted woman. It has three.




Pepa (Carmen Maura) is an actress whose lover, Iván (Fernando Guillén),

has decided to leave. He leaves the message on her answering machine and asks her to

pack his things and leave them with the doorman. She’s convinced that Iván has left with

his ex-wife, and she’s determined to get him back—or maybe just give him a piece of her

mind. She’s never quite sure.



Elsewhere in town, Iván’s ex-wife, Lucía

(Julieta Serrano) returns from her extended stay in a mental institution to find that

Iván has left. She’s convinced that he’s left with Pepa, and she’s determined to

confront Pepa and find Iván back.



Meanwhile, Pepa’s friend Candela (María

Barranco) decides to go into hiding at Pepa’s penthouse. Candela is convinced that the

police will be looking for her soon, since she’s been housing her lover and his

friend—both of whom are Shiite terrorists, plotting to hijack a plane. Since he used her

for a place to stay and then ran off to hijack planes, Candela’s pretty sure that he

won’t hesitate to turn her in.



So as Pepa obsesses over Iván, waiting for

him to call again, flip-flopping from grief to hatred, Lucía tries to hunt her down,

Candela tries to throw herself from the balcony, and Iván’s son, Carlos (a young Antonio

Banderas), shows up, looking to rent Pepa’s penthouse.



Mujeres

may be slow—and rather confusing—in the beginning, but stick with it. As the action

picks up, you’ll suddenly find yourself in a flurry of flaming beds, confused cops, a

quirky mambo-loving cabdriver, sleeping-pill-laced gazpacho—and lots of crazy jilted

women.



They say that hell has no fury like a woman scorned—but multiply

that by three, and you’ve got total insanity. Mujeres al Borde de un Ataque de

Nervios is fun and campy—almost like a ‘60s comedy, only darker. It’s wild and

colorful and frantic and just plain absurd. And when it comes to the jilting of

passionate yet mentally unstable women, it just doesn’t get any crazier than this.




For those of you who aren’t fluent in Spanish—and who tend to fear

subtitles—you can even choose to watch the English dubbed version (but keep in mind that

some of the insanity may get lost in translation).

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Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it. Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course. As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com). Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.
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kdk

Kristin Dreyer Kramer has been writing in some form or another (usually when she was supposed to be doing something else) since the ripe old age of ten—when she, her cousin, and their two Cabbage Patch Dolls formed the Poo Authors’ Club. After a short career in advertising, Kristin got sick of always saying nice things about stuff that didn’t deserve it—so now she spends her days criticizing things, and she’s much happier for it.

Since creating NightsAndWeekends.com in February of 2002, Kristin has spent her life surrounded by piles and piles of books and movies—so many that her office has become a kind of entertainment obstacle course.

As if her writing and editing responsibilities for N&W.com weren’t enough to keep her out of trouble, Kristin also hosts a number of weekly radio shows: Reel Discovery, Shelf Discovery, and On the Marquee. She’s also a proud member of the Broadcast Film Critics Association (CriticsChoice.com), the Central Ohio Film Critics Association (COFCA.org), the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS.org), and the Women Film Critics Circle (WFCC.Wordpress.com).

Kristin lives in Columbus, Ohio, with her husband, Paul, and their daughter, Anna. She welcomes questions, comments, and fan mail at kdk@nightsandweekends.com.

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