Hernandez's debut feature is a thuddingly slow, often wordless portrait of emotional pain.
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Handsome but dramatically static drama.
New York Daily News by Elizabeth Weitzman
Self-indulgent in the extreme, Julián Hernández's laconic ode to heartbreak feels like the work of a lovelorn teenager.
If first-time writer-director Julián Hernández lets his knotted narrative get away from him too often, he nevertheless shows a miraculous sense of style for a 31-year-old.
It all amounts to something less than an 80-minute Calvin Klein advertisement.
A murky and morbid dirge of a gay romance.
Los Angeles Times by Manohla Dargis
Graced with a shimmering visual style and sense of lyrical self-consciousness that owes a debt to French visionary Jean Cocteau, the modest film provides further evidence of Mexico's recent cinematic renaissance.
The New York Times by Stephen Holden
A bleak, static mood piece about adolescent emptiness. There's little dialogue, and what there is offers the scantest information about Gerardo, who, as played by Mr. Ortuño, conveys an impenetrable blank-faced melancholy.