José Luis Acosta

Movies

La pantalla herida
Writing Heads
Himself
They are the first and the last, those who imagine stories and give voice to the characters who live them. However, they never speak. But now, they emerge from the shadows of a poorly lit room and tell their secrets, their tricks, their influences; they tell their own story, that of those who face the blank page, the absolute nothingness; that of those who are the true authors, those who create and destroy entire universes. They are the screenwriters.
I Won't Let You Not Love Me
Director
Two men, each with serious problems with your partner, match in a Chinese restaurant. They agree on a plan, one to avenge her lover, the other to recover some diamonds that are held by his ex-wife. The complicity of the two men is shattering, and the result of the plan is far from which traced.
La mujer de mi vida
Writer
Ramón, an egocentric and successful film producer, is only interested in money and women. Shortly after receiving a Goya for his latest film, he learns that his friend Enrique, a forgotten actor who is going through a rough patch, needs help. He has contacted Faby, an undocumented Peruvian waitress who works in the slum where Enrique has felt ill. Fascinated by the girl, Ramón decides to solve her problems, marrying her to Enrique.
Historia de un Buho
Writer
Historia de un Buho
Director
Gimlet
Director
Julia runs a trendy bar in Barcelona. She treats men with caution, believing one can love too much and invite pain. She's been dating Pablo, one of her waiters. After his grisly murder (his heart is cut out), she receives anonymous messages and video tapes from a man who says he is in love with her. Another murder follows, the police give her 24-hour protection, and Pablo's replacement at the bar, the virile Antonio, seems to be attracted to her. As Julia's stalker closes in, she's on the verge of a nervous breakdown, then becomes almost serene. Leading the investigation is a police comisario who's eyes are covered as he awaits the completion of treatment. Will we see the murderer?