I'm sure Sigmund Freund would have liked this story: Mothers and wives die one by one to give room for a new 'perfect' family. And what is the newborn Nastasja ? The one needed to give birth for the next round.

Penélope Cruz and Julio Medem really got a home-run with this movie.This is an absolute masterpiece depicting the raw struggle of a mother fighting cancer and all the emotions that accompany such a dire journey. Ma ma really captures the essence of Spanish caring culture, something I feel grateful to have experienced in my time living in Spain. If for any unfathomable reason you haven't seen Ma ma yet, I will not spoil the plot be saying more. If you're doubting about watching this movie, unless you hate great camera-work and an exceptional plot, I fully recommend watching it.

Beautiful film. Written and directed by Julio Medem and with a magnificent interpretation of Asier Etxeandia (Dr. Julian) the story is conveyed to the end without any lapses of continuity or fragmentation of the narrative. Nor could it be otherwise, given that Medem is formed in psychiatry, hence the result meaningful glances between Dr. Julian and Magda (Penelope Cruz). As conscious texture "human soul" is what Julio Medem which certainly demanded of actors such "interpretive masks." Penelope Cruz needs no introduction. Actress that every film grows in understanding of her portrayal of characters, in my opinion, is the culmination of her career, at least so far. Ranges from despair, anger, conformation to rediscovery of love. Luis Tosar (Arturo), perfect in the first scene in the hospital where his wife lay in a deep coma. Looking lost, sobbing, embracing Magda (diagnosed with cancer in the right breast) that forgets his own suffering, to comfort a human being who suffers more than her. The end ... Ah! the end is anthological: Magda faces death with open eyes, a mixture of surprise and anxiety to glimpse what is to come and Natasha opens her eyes to life, as if thanking the one that gave her an opportunity to live the experiences to come in this world, with all its unspeakable evils, but also with all its sensory pleasures. On a scale of 1 to 10, my vote is 9 (excellent)

Recently separated mother with no job and no money gets breast cancer. A tragedy? Not in the least. The life of Penélope Cruze's character is actually just beginning. In the little time she has left she gathers her strength and starts a new family, makes every moment meaningful and even gets prettier! The outcome is deadly, but it is OK, because she has lived to the fullest.Well, I find this plot not only unconvincing, but pretty harmful as well. Terminal cancer (among many other things in life) is not nice! And to be positive about it is just inadequate. Acceptance is a whole different matter and to achieve it you don't need fairy tales, but a strong sense of reality. When people are cold, they shiver; when they are doomed, they are desperate. Telling them they can do „better" only adds self-hatred to the desperation and is downright evil!I cannot see how the so called survivors can benefit from that little story either. It can only make them despise their dead for not have lived and died so glamorously and incline them to use lavishly the "sparkle retouch" on their memories. Sometimes that can give them a false sense of peace, but the truth will continue to try and manifest itself. And they should let it, because there's nothing wrong with it.