I watched Pedro Almodovar's Live Flesh last night.
It's absolutely brilliant. I clapped many times in my living room, and applauded it for its brilliance. How can someone be so thoroughly clever! It's remarkable. Its flow took me with it, and I felt completely happy while watching it. I don't want to give any of the plot away, because it's endlessly inventive. It's based on a Ruth Rendell novel, Live Flesh, but it feels like more of a meditation on the subject or theme of the novel, since it has Almodovar's trademark style all over it. Suffice to say, if you liked Talk To Her and All About My Mother, you should like this too. It's part of Almodovar's so-called, "mature phase," and more proof that Almodovar may be the greatest living, working, filmmaker.