The Tit and the Moon

What did I just watch? The movie was bad. So the plot is that Tete doesn't want to share the milk with his brother so he decides to find his own "source of milk?". The plot was so absurd and disturbing. The movie wants to deliver a message that "women only produce milk, women with big breasts are beautiful, and women are born to serve men ". Great sexual objectification there. I'll never get my 90 minutes back. A lot of female topless scenes and sex scenes like I watching a porn clip. Thought it would be better than that. The rating wasn't supposed to be 6 out of 10 overall. 5 would be the highest.

In Bigas Lunas' final part of his 'Iberian passion trilogy', The Tit & the Moon is both a refreshingly open foray into the fantasies of the female flesh by a young boy, Tete (Biel Duan) but also one with more of a message.

In his mind, breast milk means love, as his mother's maternal affections turn totally to his baby brother. When she breast-feeds him and he nuzzles up and is content and happy - and Tete is not, Tete soon decides that what he needs from Life is a breast all to himself.

On a silvery, moonlit beach, one night, he prays for such and soon a French couple, a cabaret double act, move in locally and his fascinations and fantasies turn to her. She's (Mathilda May) a knowing and sexy sort of circus dancer - dark and seductive.

Whilst the film deals openly and slightly naughtily about sex, desire and womanly seduction, it never feels dirty or squalid, though you wouldn't make it the no. 1 choice to show to your Granny. The humour is earthy and natural, whilst as with the best of European cinema, there's that hint of fantasy and a heightened, fiery emotion.

The Tit &... is gentler and less charged than the other two of Luna's trilogy - arguably Jamon Jamon is better, Goldenballs a bit of a bad mistake and this, with its narration by the young boy, it's more akin to Cinema Paradiso. It also has a certain charm about it and in some ways, The Tit &... could be my favourite of Lunas' trilogy.

Once seen, never forgotten. This magical movie combines cinematic skill with great performances. Put your inhibitions on hold and enjoy this hugely entertaining story. Enormously entertaining , this movie transcends the unique cultural setting by its celebratory humanity.

Probably Bigas Luna's finest achievement for it achieves a delicate balance between sleaze, eroticism and surrealism. The delicious Mathilda May, who spent most of Tobe Hooper's "Lifeforce" in the buff, is the object of young Biel Duran's pre-teen lust. He can't get May's breasts out of his mind and wants so badly to suckle them and suckle the breasts of his own mother, too. His pursuit of May IS the film. As in Luna works such as "Lulu" and "Jamon! Jamon!", the director brings a slightly warped sexual sensibility to his strange but beautiful tale. The usual suspects will be offended, but those with open minds will enjoy this frothy erotic poem to the female breast. José Luis Alcaine's images are gorgeous and Nicola Piovani's score is sweet and rich. A gorgeous cinematic confection with a delightfully anarchic sensibility that the Spanish do so naturally.

I found this film amusing at first, but it rapidly became pretty dumb and I found myself skipping ahead to get through it. A young boy's coming of age obsession with breasts and the oddball people around him don't make for very compelling film-making. It's a very androcentric sort of film with a lot of boobage throughout, and silly one-dimensional characters engaged in a romantic tug of war. Women seem to have little purpose other than to bare their breasts and otherwise please men. It was, to be sure, very surreal, so for this viewer - not really being into fantasy - it had that going against it. A candy-colored confection of largely empty calories.