He Likes The Rain: Inés Efrón: "Hay un hombre dentro de mí"

martes, 27 de abril de 2010

Inés Efrón: "Hay un hombre dentro de mí"

En 2008, en el Festival de Cine de San Sebastián hubo mucho drama, mucho cine lacrimógeno. La última película en concurso del Premio de la Juventud era "Amorosa Soledad", un film que alguien tuvo a bien llamar: "La Amélie argentina", lo cierto es que su paso por el Festival dejó tantas sonrisas y buenas sensaciones que se llevó el Premio de la Juventud, aunque a mi entender no era la mejor candidata. La protagonista, la Amelie argentina, era Inés Efrón.

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The Innocence Is Gone.

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Cristina Yang.

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