polished off carlos saura's flamenco trilogy:
CARMEN (1983)

my favorite scene from the trilogy: la tabacalera in carmen

these films tap into the part of me that wishes i had been a dancer, or at least had the propensity to dance like this. they are also films that deal very intelligently with the preparation and artifice of performance, though they become increasingly narrative (and dramatic!) as the trilogy unfolds. these movies are beautiful and exciting, and worth giving yourself over to for awhile.

spanish passion burns red hot; it is suited for a dance like flamenco.
if you had any doubts about this, saura furnishes the proof.
what's a half-japanese girl to do? i have such short limbs.