Afternoons of Solitude

Very beautiful. Long, glorious shots. Males acting like roosters because roosters are cool and have sharp things. Or some reason they don't go in to here. Aside from the flag sword guy, there’s the spear sticking male too. He doesn't get to act like a rooster. More of a guy. It’s a crazy sport. Lots of opportunity for tension. I feel this is something to have on repeat in some corner of the room to be reminded how much shit this guy wears or how violent bull fighting is.

CinemaSerf

2026-06-09

⭐ 7

Now this is certainly not a film for the squeamish, so be warned - it spares the viewer little of the violence of bullfighting. That's not it's aim, though, as it follows some days in the life of acclaimed matador Andrés Roca Rey. He is an handsome and confident young man who brings something distinctly theatrical to his displays in the ring against bulls who are no more inclined to give him quarter than he them. Now fair fights these are not and the chances of the bull competing against a team of men who distract, exhaust and ultimately destroy it don't look especially high, but Rey is freque…