Teshigahara presents as close to a love poem to Gaudi’s buildings as a film can get. Loving panning shots record the details and transport us to their inspiration. Very little is said during the film. Instead the buildings get your full attention. The music choice is odd at times, with a mystical/evil echo going on. What is so evil about children playing in Park Guell?
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