Me voy a morir de amor | Alberto Iglesias

I thought to append the incredibly beautiful, heart-seizing soundtracks of Sex and Lucia at the end of my post about the film. but the composer really deserves a separate post.


The name Alberto Iglesias shouldn’t be strange to anyone who has watched all Almodóvar’s films. Masterpieces, truly. Besos al maestro.

My body completely surrendered. powerless, like seaweed. It left me shivering in my chair, tears pouring down from my eyes and covering my face.

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