Up front, it should be noted that transfer of the DVD was substandard so the visual quality of the film was hurt–a shame when you’re talking magic realism. Immediate reaction was that this was Jane Austin in turn of the century Mexico, except with sex. But the lack of the main character’s ability to choose the life she wants for herself based on social convention was frustrating and, worse, she really makes bad choices–though I don’t think we’re supposed to believe so. Even when presented with clear evidence of who and what love really is, she continues to deny herself happiness and, when finally she provides the grand gesture of the finale, all we could do was wonder why and think she was foolish and selfish. We absolutely believe in grand love and huge gesutures, and have written some, but this just didn’t feel right. Somewhere in here there was a good story and movie, but perhaps we’d need to read the book to truly appreciate the intention.