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It sounds the same, though.
Maybe the Spanish and Mexican versions were made simultaneously and the Korean version just, you know, happened.
Its very entertaining in a middlebrow Broadway comedy kind of way.
The theme is secrets and how everyones got em.
Some of the revelations are funny, some tragic, almost all momentous.
In the light of this mystical moon, all is revealed.
(It can also be streamed.)
You cant count on anything anyone says and Pepe is less than convincing.
Caros camera roams the space during the breezily sexist chatter.
Girls in red are great in bed.
Whenever [my wife] starts talking I lower the volume and mute her.
Men are all the same.
Then: Childless couples are happier.
Because divorce is easier.
No, having kids breathes new life into you.
When the phones go on the table, the camera begins to circle.
Someone gets a sext.
Someone turns out to be getting a boob job.
Conspiracies, illicit pregnancies, hidden sexual preferences all are on the table, literally.
Plus, a pair of characters swap phones with predictably catastrophic results.
But only one bit goes clunk the rest is deftly staged and acted.
The film is grounded by Cecilia Suarezs severe deadpan.
As the host as well as a therapist, her Eva has an investment in keeping the party together.
But theres only so much one can do.
And Priestleys play premiered in 1932, before cell phones made our dangerous corners that much closer.
Hands up if you dont know someone whose relationship ended because of a wayward text.
Now use that hand to delete everything on your phone and computer.
