Most People Die on Sundays

Said’s finely calibrated writing produces situations that organically and succinctly flesh out the interpersonal dynamics in his family.

Undercooked, dull and anemic. Pedro Almodovar could probably take the premise and turn it into a much more lively, bold, witty, funny and poignant experience.

This is a warm, humane little film in which not much happens, but the interaction reveals enjoyable angles to the characters.

Quirky and meandering drama.

While the mechanics of Said’s narrative are arguably familiar, it’s an interesting dissection of identities.

... David's character is at times hilariously insufferable. [Full review in Spanish]

Despite that (or precisely because of it), Most People Die on Sundays has several elements and layers that make it an appealing and emotional movie. [Full review in Spanish]

But this work by Said, as sensitive as it is intimate, focuses on overcoming conflicts and accepting identity, individually and collectively, with infinite tenderness. [Full review in Spanish]

Most People Die On Sundays represents David’s aimlessness almost too well as the film itself comes across as meandering, ill-formed and without a proper destination in mind.

A light and unclassifiable film, full of charm. [Full review in Spanish]