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The movies has always been a suitable stage at the time of exhibiting concepts, social criticism and sleep. It was doing time that was for the head about the title of a movie that in my epoch of absorvedor of experiences impressed me of special form, the movie in question is the one that gives title to this post.

In that epoch the technology was not precisely “an our bread of every day” and the moral of the movie was showing us a hypocritical social class that we already knew many (1972 - ends of the Franco period). On having turned to visionar the movie (beginnings of 2010), it has occurred to me that not only the bourgeoisie is a social class, that there are more social classes, that the time has destroyed some and has created others and that the calls new also his has created technologies (the chat); the Buñuel movie paints the portrait in ironic, humorous and oneiric form of its bourgeoisie conception, - I will call him a chat - beings paranoiacs who are destabilized before the most insignificant contingencies full of prejudices and existential traumas, replete with self-esteem, for them - Nick - the external appearance determines the social status and hence the person's quality, they carry surnames and honorary qualifications as if it was meritorious, car they flatter but inside its honorific circle also they are betrayed, are unsatisfied in spite of having economic power, feel top and for it its dealing towards the others is not the best, in spite of its lineage they take drugs and make drunk like any uneducated street map, frequent tag dinners with costly suits, use erudition and refined fluency, its hypocrisy is the way of being related, its influences scare, but its anxieties and its insecurities also are to the agenda. llenos de prejuicios y traumas existenciales, repletos de autoestima, para ellos - los Nick - la apariencia externa determina el status social y por ende la calidad de persona, portan apellidos y títulos honorarios como si ello fuera meritorio, se auto adulan pero dentro de su círculo honorífico también se traicionan, están insatisfechos a pesar de tener poder económico, se sienten superiores y por ello su trato hacia los demás no es el mejor, a pesar de su alcurnia se drogan y emborrachan como cualquier callejero inculto, frecuentan cenas de etiqueta con costosos trajes, esgrimen erudición y culta labia, su hipocresía es el medio de relacionarse, sus influencias dan miedo, pero sus ansiedades y sus inseguridades también están a la orden del día.

Fear gives me that Buñuel was anticipated to its time, that he was a visionary like Nostradamus and that in its surrealistic frenzy it has been right in everything less in the title of the movie. It meant, perhaps, “The discreet delight of the Room of chat”. The difference, it is me who believes, the fact is that of the bourgeoisie it is difficult to go out, of a chat room … it is only to press a button. You see already, things of the science that advances an atrocity, as well was saying Don Hilarión in the operetta “The verbena of the pigeon”. Ya veis, cosas de la ciencia que avanza  una barbaridad, como bien decía Don Hilarión en la zarzuela “La verbena de la paloma”.

And as always. That the night it does not confuse you.

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