El amor sí tiene cura

Four women spend the night in an old deserted sanitarium on a mountain. They each in turn fall into the the evil hands of a doctor…

In a small provincial town on the Spanish coast, a conflict arises between prostitutes and a group of devout women, annoyed by the presence of prostitutes in their locality. The tension is increasing and the prostitutes are asking Carmelo, the local pharmacist, to intercede for them. He, who goes out with Asunción, one of the women facing the heteros, refuses. To convince Carmelo, prostitutes force him to have sex with them. Due to the pleasure of this experience he changes his mind.

"Toros tres as Pasajes tres, also bases his visual game on a counterpoint. Toros de Guisando, Goya, Picasso, in a way, they come to tell the story of the people who have been contemplating them through the centuries ... / ... I would say that more than a story of bulls, this excellent short film is a history of the Hispanic gaze" Mario Benedetti

Homage to the basque sculptor Eduardo Chillida.

"It's a perfect movie. Apart from the beautiful in the purely plastic, there is an inspired poetic creation in each of the planes and in their intelligent conjunction. And it has mystery. and continually play with the surprise factor. You never know what will come after. As if it were a suspense movie." Rafael Alberti

"Flights…One of the most import ports in Spain. People… Antxo, Donibane, San Pedro. Homes with tradition, parties, streets, port workers, women salting fish, mending fishing nets…" Javier Aguirre

"Tiempo de playa" above all. There is my whole world, all my sensitivity, all my now frustrated adolescent desire. It seems as if a time were repeating to me where the shore was not a limit and where fantastic Grandville landscapes were built on the sand. All the beaches in the world are unpublished. Something hinted Tati, and now Aguirre, of that otherworld of them. I only ask Javier to persevere in building on the sand that civilization of taste, that subtle touch to erotically enjoy them" Luis G. Berlanga.