El latido del tiempo

In the summer of 1936, the ship that carried the great writer Stefan Zweig to America stopped over at the port of Vigo. With the dramatic echoes of the Civil War resounding in the Galician atmosphere, the writer walked through the streets and stopped in front of the window of a small bookstore and met its owner, Ramón, a man who, like him, is aware of the value of Literature. That meeting will be the seed of a fleeting but valuable friendship.

Todas las hadas saben que los cuervos solo ponen huevos negros muy de vez en cuando: de ellos nacen aves extraordinarias, capaces de ver el futuro. Robar uno de estos huevos es un sacrilegio; romperlo, es un pecado inconcebible.

Son muy ricos los textos de Eduardo para un actor. Nos permiten trabajar, jugar, probar, sumar, y eso se agradece. Hemos hecho con Las mujeres que (m)aman demasiado cinco años de funciones ininterrumpidas. Recuerdo con mucho amor la primera temporada de Las mujeres..., en donde Eduardo llevó el doble rol de autor y director. Luego vino Dónde está el Warhol en el teatro Fray Mocho, Río en el espacio TBK, Alquilé tu vientre, La teoría de la mariposa y Las mujeres..., todas en el Paseo La Plaza. Al recordarlas vienen a mi mente muchos años de trabajo en conjunto, personajes inolvidables...

Two troubling stories collide in this adventurous tale. The protagonist of the first, Markheim, goes into an antique store to buy a Christmas gift. What happens here in the forthcoming hours force him to face his fears as well as his hopes and will change his destiny in an extraordinary way. In the second story, an English officer fighting in Spain during the war retires to the countryside to recover. In a mansion situated between the mountains and beautiful landscapes, he tries to find the keys to a love—and terror—story. Here, it is not easy to distinguish between that which is worldly...