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I know this choice is a hard one, and most of you haven't even heard of this little gem. But for those New Yorkers that were lucky enough to catch it during Spanish Cinema Now 08, at Lincoln Center, you know what I'm talking about. Last year, not that many actresses in the Spanish world impacted me from the very first scene as Candela Peña did in Los Años Desnudos (Rated R, or, literally, The Naked Years). Picture this: A thirty-year-old petite woman goes to an audition. She's very attractive, has done some indie theater and works as a supporting player in a drag show. No experience in cinema. As naive as she might sound, she's in total control. The person conducting the interview, a man that we never see, asks her "Aren't you hot in here?"
Welcome to Spain in the late seventies post-Franco era, a dictator who ruled the country for 40 years, where sexuality and personal expression was repressed. Once he died, those censorships ended and people quickly found a way of expressing their new-found freedom throught cinema: cine del destape (literally, "uncovered films"), low budget erotic films with no content whatsoever, beyond naked women. That's the main premise of Los Años Desnudos, which follows the lives of three actresses from different walks of life at the boom and fall of cine del destape, where women's rights, machismo, the AIDS crisis and drug use all come together in this provocative film. This is not a Sex and the City episode with an Almodóvar twist; think Boogie Nights but with more social implications.
If you still don't know who she is, you might remember Candela in All About My Mother or Princesas; she's as confident and outstanding here as in those previous movies. Los Años Desnudos is far from perfect, however, but I do believe that this a great achievement for both directors Félix Sabroso and Dunia Ayaso since I just watched their first movie, a bad gay comedy! As I said at the beginning, it was a hard choice, but who knows, maybe on your next trip to Barcelona or Madrid you might be able to catch it and adore Los Años Desnudos as I did.
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