Spain is still a country ruled over by cliques which smother all chances of true expression and relevance. This may sound hard but that's the way things stand and to think otherwise would be nothing but wishful thinking.
Francisco Pérez Gandul wrote a novel, Celda 211, a few years ago and after many rejections he found a publisher. Reviews were tepid, lukewarm, but his faith in it lead him to try to have it made into a movie.
And the other day, against all odds, the film -Celda 211- won 8 Goyas, the equivalent of US Oscars, and was cheered and applauded by all as the best film of the year, in a hall packed with actors, directors, politicians... but my friend, the author, Francisco Pérez Gandul was not there. He was in Seville, at home, watching the show on TV. He had not been invited to attend.
Francisco Pérez Gandul wrote a novel, Celda 211, a few years ago and after many rejections he found a publisher. Reviews were tepid, lukewarm, but his faith in it lead him to try to have it made into a movie.
And the other day, against all odds, the film -Celda 211- won 8 Goyas, the equivalent of US Oscars, and was cheered and applauded by all as the best film of the year, in a hall packed with actors, directors, politicians... but my friend, the author, Francisco Pérez Gandul was not there. He was in Seville, at home, watching the show on TV. He had not been invited to attend.
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He was the real winner!
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