What: It's a Freudian screwball comedy! How can you resist that? You can't. In Barcelona, 1913, Alma and her brother-in-law embark on a Sherlock-style investigation to figure out why her psychiatrist husband has run off, leaving her alone and very pregnant. Their only clue? The case studies of four of his patients. Also, there is hypnosis, cross-dressing, and a final tango. It is wicked fun.
Comparable to: A little bit Amelie, a little bit Preston Sturges, a little bit whodunit. (If you've read any of my other posts, you can't possibly be surprised that I like it.)
You might not like it if: Mutton. Chops. Mutton chops!
How to get it: The English translation of the title, Unconscious, is a bit vague, so be careful in your search. It might help to search using the original Spanish title, Inconscientes. It might also help to know that the film is from 2004. Also, please, be prepared to spend a significant amount of time coveting and/or marveling at the gorgeous hair of the lead actress. It is amazing.
[Originally posted 3/26/11.]
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