Pretentious and slow. Grotesque to say the least. It pretends to be "different". However, it does not accomplish well this task.

The actors are fine, and the cinematography is not bad. However, the final product is not fortunate. It does not impress, does not connect.

Also, Don Quixote speaking catalan is not precisely the best approach. It is very difficult to manage to portray an unlikable Don Quixote, as the Don is in fact one of the most likable charachters of universal literature. But they accomplished precisely that. It breaks the originality of the novel without giving anything superb in exchange ( we could easily forgive departures from convention if these departures were successful, but they were not).

Too long, devoid of charm, unsuccesful attempt.

You can't get much more minimalist than this. Two characters- Don Quixote and Sancho Panza (remarkably fat, as all they seem have to to eat are a few walnuts)- wander across Spain, filmed in very long takes using natural light, the camera hardly bothering about what is in front of it, with hardly any music (when a guitar plays a short melody after about ninety minutes it is an astonishing shock) and hardly any action. They talk, minimally- the Don giving Sancho orders, go for a swim, sleep. The Don shouts challenges to imaginary enemies who do not answer him. Eventually, in a mysterious dream-like scene, four horsemen silently carry away the Don. Sancho, left with the don's sword, chops down herbs with it and answers questions about his relations with the Don and why he serves him. The two meet up again and wander on. Eventually the don dies. End of film after nearly two hours. That makes it sound more eventful than it actually is. There is a curious pointlessness and banality about everything that happens- for example, the camera watches an almost-dark patch for minutes on end, with the stems of two plants moving in the wind and- with a shock- when he moves we realise that the Don's face was behind them all the time. Once you adjust you realise that there are astonishing and beautiful shots, but you have to adjust to a zen quality in it. i'm certainly glad to have seen the film, but I certainly wouldn't want to see it again.

How one can translate the best attempt ever made to create a world with language ( I am always surprised at the interest of every sequence, of every word, in Don Quixote)in an empty and pompous movie.

To let the characters, who kind of founded modern castillan, speak catalan is the most stupid idea I have ever seen (or heard). Not to have understood that they exist almost only thanks to their dialogs is another one.

Just as an example, after the long, long, minutes of silent and obscure introduction, you hear Don Quixote calling Sancho, saying good morning, or something to that effect. Sancho doesn't answer. This is totally out of place: generally speaking, both men are set as equals in dignity and intelligence, and very often the master praises the servant's brains, as the reader does secretly. To destroy this balance is simply destroy the essence of the plot.

Don't mention that the original novel is a masterpiece of comic, as this film is one of boredom.

Maybe the filmmakers should try an adaptation of Beckett, or film Bhuto theater, if that is their genius.