I have always liked to watch films that describe the life of small towns in southern Europe. The stories are very small, but the human feelings are very strong. Antalucia is the sunny land of southern Spain. People's love and hatred are so straightforward, just like the heroine can't help singing the flamenco when she hears the prelude of the guitar - she can endure suffering, but not silence. Flamenco was originally a lyrical style unique to Gypsies. It was improvised by singers, musicians and dancers. The whole movie unfolds with such a melody, narrating the grievances of the mother and daughter of the two families and three generations.
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