Fuera de carta

The human beings who boast of knowing me well may be surprised to read this comment in which, for once in my life, I’m going to write (good) about a Spanish film. Please, don’t misunderstand me. I’m not telling that all the movies “made in Spain” are bad, I’m only trying to clarify that very often I have difficulties to connect with its humour o its plots and at the end I usually find them quite stupid or boring.
When some weeks ago I saw the trailer in the cinema I supposed that, as seems be usual in this kind of films, they had shown all the good jokes in order to attract audience, but it made me laugh and I though “come on, maybe this one is good”, hopping that this wasn’t another sad case of ninety minutes of crap and only five of amusement. Two weeks later, more or less, we went to see “Fuera de carta” and when the lights were turned off we enjoyed one of the funniest Spanish comedies which we’ve ever seen.
The main character, Maxi (performed by Javier Camara, a well-know name into the Spanish comedy), is a brilliant chef, who dreams of achieve his first Michelin star and who lives perfectly happy with his homosexuality. But life is always full of surprises and his past slap him in the face when he has to take care of his little daughter and his teenager son (that he has not seen since ages), after the sudden death of their mother. As if it wasn’t enough, an Argentinean ex-football player enters in Maxi’s life. Unfortunately, his forever-single friend Alexandra also goes for the handsome Argentinean who, in turn, is not very sure about if he should come out of the closet or not…
Don’t worry; I’m not going to spoil the movie for you by telling what happens at the end. I would prefer to read some other opinions, if you have the chance to see it…