A film with potential, that recovers something of Tarantino's style, especially in his way of developing the story in the sum of short stories, in the manner of Pulp Fiction, and that converge on a supposed common axis. That axis would be the overcoming of a childhood trauma and now as a young adult suffered by Elena, who has been raised as an indirect victim of domestic violence suffered by her mother and later by herself. The music is suggestive at the beginning of the credits but then it is practically absent throughout the film. The performances are acceptable but they cannot sustain that common axis, since the fragmentation of the short stories, which are also edited with cuts, weaken and disjoin a story that is dispersed. Perhaps the problem is that the film pretends to be serious, in the manner of a thriller, showing personal dramas that are not moving because they are not sufficiently developed and then embraces that ridiculous absurdity of Tarantino that unfortunately does not reach the level of the director . At the end of the day, a film that seems a crude project, almost enjoyable but certainly, afterwards, will not be engraved in your memory.
Review of Diamond Flash
