Pedro Almodovar film's are always filled with lots of drama and dramatic situations, but this is the first of his films that I've seen that was actually sad. I cried three or four times while watching this movie. It is about a woman named Manuela whose son dies while trying to get an autograph from this actress who was playing Blanche in a production of A Streetcar Named Desire. So, she decides to go to Barcelona to find his father, who never even knew that he got Manuela pregnant. It turns out that her son's father is a transsexual named Lola who impregnated a young nun (!) played by Penelope Cruz and also infected her with the HIV virus. She ends up becoming her surrogate mother while also working as a personal assistant for the actress, who coincidentally is doing Streetcar in Barcelona. This is the 9th Pedro Almodovar film that I've seen, and I have genuinely liked all of them. This one seemed a lot more personal to him than the other ones, and at the end, he even dedicates it to his mother (along with Bette Davis, Gena Rowlands, and Romy Schneider.) Aldmodovar's films always seem to have such interesting and complex characters who you can't help but like even if they are very flawed, and even if you don't like them, you are intrigued by them. Like in this movie, I didn't really like Agrado that much at first, but as the movie progressed she grew on me. There's this great scene where the two leads are in the hospital and Streetcar can't go on, so she decides to tell the audience her life story and she gives this great speech about authenticity.