Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, which established Almodóvar’s smashing
international repute, is a singularly vibrant exercise in farce. Packed with
neurotic women at the edge of their sanities, a carnivalesque atmosphere against
deliberately theatrical set-pieces, and comprising of one deliriously and
gleefully wacky narrative development after another, this idiosyncratic,
offbeat, deceptively feminist and incredibly hilarious film is impossible to
pigeonhole, and provided for depiction of a truly uninhibited post-Franco
Madrid. The flamboyant dash of bold, solid colours that defined the film’s
palette, and the arresting use of deeply melodic score that strikingly
contrasted with the movie’s madcap tone, further amplified its cinematic bravura.
Pepa (Carmen Maura), a well-known voiceover artist, is depressed and distraught
as her lover Iván (Fernando Guillén), a philandering lothario with a silken
voice, is possibly having an affair with another woman. She therefore spikes
her gazpacho with sleeping pills to end her life, only for that drink to be
consumed by everyone but herself, as her penthouse apartment becomes a crazy melting
pot – her panic-stricken friend (María Barranco) whose boyfriend is a radical
terrorist, Iván’s docile son (Antonio Banderas) who arrives to rent the
apartment with his domineering fiancée, Iván’s mentally unstable and homicidal
ex-wife Lucia (Julieta Serrano) who’s desperate to get back Iván, and finally
cops investigating a potential airplane hijack plan. Throw in a sentimental
taxi-driver who ends up arriving every time Pepe hails a cab, people randomly
snoozing off upon consuming the spiked gazpacho, a series of droll gags
featuring telephone messages and booths, and a truly unhinged chase sequence –
and what one gets from this terrific ensemble piece is an uproarious, absurdist
and unapologetically outlandish comedy of errors.
Director: Pedro Almodovar
Genre: Comedy/Black Comedy/Farce/Ensemble Film
Language: Spanish
Country: Spain
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