Film

Susana

Name: Susana
Genre: Drama
Released: 1951
Cast: Fernando Soler, Rosita Quintana, Víctor Manuel Mendoza, Matilde Palou, María Gentil Arcos

Drama

Susana is a 1951 Mexican melodrama about a troubled woman who escapes confinement and arrives at a remote hacienda, where her presence unravels a family's carefully maintained order. Shot in glossy black and white, it's a portrait of desire and chaos told with operatic intensity. A showcase for Rosita Quintana's magnetic volatility and director Luis Buñuel's gift for finding eroticism and menace in ordinary rooms.

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