Back in 2000, when chapoteábamos in the quagmire that we thought we had left Méndez and a big nose autism would help us out, and his production Suar "discovered" that worked more than rather a type of novels that journalists called "novels manners." Basically they were novels in which the conflict principal is not very large, it was an everyday occurrence, with characters that respond to such extremely everyday clichés one could always find someone to feel identified. There was nothing glamorous, all were middle class down. Were Soder, mechanical, coffee, referees D, attended a deli or throwing the cards.
Some producers try to copy the formula, and the only thing that was successfully managed with Los Roldán Ortega Sebastián (but insisted on a second season and already there was not as good).
"Why risk if we are comfortable doing this" should think Suar, because it's been over a decade and the guy is still doing the same crap. I must admit, noblesse oblige, which spends more dough on the outside and therefore no longer tell stories of people from Villa Lugano or Berazategui but goes into the country (figuratively speaking, of course). It also allows the writers make arguments merely copies of any Mexican or Venezuelan novel to pass on Channel 9: in all there's someone who wants revenge and she ends up falling in love with the person who has to kill. Or some silly thing like that.
I regretted not having seen Resistiré. When later they hooked wanted condensed version, but I could not know that I was seeing was not the program original, and I ended up giving up. But I was more or less aware of what was happening, and it was a full-fledged novel, but with many touches WTF.
The Chosen follows that path. You have the usual love triangle: Krum Echarri and knows the looks that are cool, but he is married to Bredice. Pf, a plunger.
interesting thing about The One are all the (many) things that happen before. You have the order of the Masons who are trying to find a traitor among their ranks. You have a law firm where each of those who work there are a victim / represents a cardinal sin (applause, kiss medal and Luciano Cáceres representing sloth). You have a mother Echarri of making abortions and to remove the blame off apologizes to the photo of her son. Echarri brother you have to put in a stagehands union is still not well explained. You have to Krum's mother sees the ghost of her husband telling her to find a clock. You have to Krum investigating the death of his father, and his only clue is a seven-pointed star. You have to Echarri autistic daughter who keeps her eyes and drawing seven-pointed star.
And above all, you have it:
Verónica San Martín, the most fun schizophrenic, violent, weird, cute, bitch, aggressive, sensitive and lovable has Argentina had the television. There is a remarkable detail, which distinguishes the Chosen One of the other programs. If you enter the Facebook page will see the program in addition to several comments of mine (hehe), how people get to discuss what happened in each scene, what he meant every scene and how it can lead. No one is surprised kisses between Greta and his girlfriend, nobody is shocked by David in telo with the secretary of his father, nobody says anything about the character of Mary Carámbula masturbating, no fuss made by Octavio making oral sex with his girlfriend. Yes, no sex, but is only part of the characters. And they are delicious characters, interesting and very unpredictable. No matter who puts who, what matters is what will happen after that bed between them.
not many years ago, in a chapter of Summer Of 98, Ricky gave him a kiss on the mouth and went to Tadeo on the news. All that mattered was that there were two guys kissing.
We have advanced as a society (well, at least part of it), and finally there is a fiction that suits it.
Argentinos, at 22:30 if they have nothing to do, do yourself a favor to yourself and look at this program. Programs like this make me feel that national TV can not just be ass, tit and expensive fight.
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