★★★ 1/2 Warning: we know that we are sensitive to political issues, especially if it is about Peronism. But we’re talking about something else here: if you don’t want to watch this series because of non-film/television hives, it’s your choice. The adaptation of the novel (one of the best written in Argentina in recent decades) by Thomas Eloy Martinez it is impeccable in design and in all its technical aspects. But it falls -and this is its greatest sin- in the illustration, in giving images to the text instead of creating from the text. There are moments when this story of necrophilia takes real flight and works beyond the book. As an audiovisual product, it lives up to what is expected. But there is something missing: that real descent into madness by Moori Koenig (very good Ernesto Alterio) that leads to one of the most perverse love stories that fiction gave.
