"We have to talk about Spanish cinema, about how good Spanish cinema is," said the comedian with euphoria. Silvia Abril in a gathering of the TVE2 program Spanish version, as a pre-announcement to the Goya of tomorrow, whose ceremony will be presented by herself in the company of her partner, the veteran Andreu Buenafuente. The supposedly good that is the Spanish cinema was stressed by the host of the program, the ever enthusiastic Cayetana Guillén Cuervo, defining it as the "momentazo" that we are living, referring to the specific successes that this year have had some movies. "Spanish cinema is not a genre," he said, "but a lot of different heads that think and transmit their wisdom and knowledge." There was the thing. On the other hand, Buenafuente, more pragmatic, insisted on how good Spanish films appear "with authorship and sensitivity" in front of the American superheroes. "You have to push all the time."
So, we are living a moment of euphoria, of official optimism that celebrates that Spanish cinema has remained in consumption quotas similar to those of the previous year, that is, without lowering them, and also due to the good reputation of a few films that Now they have prizes, although, as things are, they will not attract much attention from the public. But this national joy is good that presages a happy inbreeding ceremony for tomorrow, far from that fateful time when the Goyas were occasion for lament because of the scarce official aid, boring the sheep and discouraging the public.
This year, laughs and laughter are announced, despite how dangerous they tend to be when they are forced by antics and bad taste, which I hope will not happen. In its place, perhaps there is that good humor without gags that has often been scarce in the Goya although, yes, always taking La Palma (Sardá, Dani Rovira, Buenafuente …). The latter was warned on one of the occasions when he was the presenter: "Whatever you do you are going to give birth", and that premise is still valid. Maybe this year something less thanks to the "momentazo" that we seem to be enjoying. Be that as it may, take us confessed.