With his new film, Parallel Mothers, to be shown at Venice film festival, we take a look through the director’s ribald, pell-mell and beautifully colour co-ordinated output
Airline staff and passengers take drugs and act out their sexual fantasies as their plane prepares for an emergency landing. Not so much Airplane! as a sexed-up The High Life, but frothier. Best watched with tequila, poppers and the campest chums you can find.
