A facsimile of a middle-age woman’s life. Gloria(Paulina García) was a single-divorced mother, and a lonely empty-nester of two grown kids. She was alone, and tried to squash the ennui out of her routine life. Despite the locale was South America, the theme nonetheless is universal: a person needs love, tenderness, sex, and support. The only difference for a middle-age is that they will not compromise for not having all.
Gloria is living a comfortable life. She has a steady job, and her kids, son and daughter, each has their independent life. Pedro(Diego Fontecilla) is a stay-home dad, taking care of his toddler. Ana, a yoga instructor is dating a guy from Sweden. One day out of boredom, and loneliness, Gloria visits both of them trying to be a part of their life again.
Gloria hangouts at a local dance club to meet men: a hope. One night she spots her Prince Charming on the dance floor, they flirt. Rodolfo(Sergio Hernández)goes back to Gloria’s flat…
Rodolfo shows her sports that she never did before, they dine, they dance, Gloria is happier thinking he may be the one… and vice versa. One time, while they are out dining, Rodolfo’s mobile rings. Soon, it becomes a standard part of their meal, and Gloria is patient with him, and the intrusion: his dependent daughters.
On Pedro’s birthday party, Gloria brings Rodolfo to meet her family. Her ex-husband and his young wife are there too. After a familial dinner, people start to chitchat… Gloria gets high on 420. Rodolfo’s phone rings, and disappears.
Upset, Gloria wants nothing more to do with him, but Rodolfo’s obsessives calls win her back.
This film could have been a documentary and we would not know it, cause the story was genuine, realistic, and common-place. Really the only thing you are looking for will be the ending: a) happy, b)sad, c) happy & sad, d) sad, but glorious, e)happy and glorious.
It looks like the process of building up a long-term relationship is no different if you are 20 or 60…, except with middle-age, middle finger is always an option, and best of all, no hard feelings too: been there, done it.
SKIP… a cliché, predictable relationship story. Instead find your Laura Branigan’s Gloria in your iPod and blast it in your ears; the effect will be the same, but time required much shorter.