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It is as though all the moral ambiguity and mean-spiritedness of 1970s cinema had never died.

It's classic film noir; except that, being the work of Pedro Almodóvar, much of it is shot in lurid colour, not all the girls are really girls, and not all the boys are what they claim to be, either.

There is a violence here, a passion, all beautifully shot, all haunting.

A glossy, superficial affair, leading up to a climactic sequence too laughable to impress in any way.

Love may heal the wounds of adolescence, but emotional isolation is the prison from which these lost boys never escape.

Once the walls start to move, there's barely a moment to catch your breath as sharp editing, clever camera angles and good use of sound, squeeze the tension of every moment.

Aleñar Iglesias... presents the ordinary world as loaded with meaning.

Though his film is beautifully shot and well acted, Morales sadly lets things fall apart somewhat in the last third.

As the inevitability of events tips towards simple life lessons you realise this slice of entertainment is weaker than it promised to be.