Acho, eso que pijo eh?
2025 · 3m · España
Directed by Antonio José Garrido Lopez
Genres: comedy
A Murcian man, hoarse after three days celebrating the Bando de la Huerta, enters a bar with a very clear craving, but the waiter does not understand him, so he communicates with gestures.
Picked by Zoe
The scouts
Three minutes of a guy trying to order a drink through pure physical comedy while the waiter stays beautifully, stubbornly oblivious—it's Tati-adjacent deadpan absurdism that refuses the easy payoff, and I respect the hell out of that restraint.
A formally disciplined exercise in pantomime and reaction shots that owes a clear debt to silent comedy traditions; the precision of the miscommunication—each gesture met with polite bewilderment—suggests a filmmaker thinking seriously about the grammar of physical storytelling.
The entire film hangs on one choice: keeping the waiter's face nearly neutral, letting his polite confusion do the work instead of mugging, which transforms what could've been broad slapstick into something genuinely tender and specific about regional identity and the absurdity of being utterly, hoarsely misunderstood.