"Huevos de oro" (Golden Balls) was
born the day I had dinner at my favorite restaurant where I am a
regular client. I always dine at the same table: number 7, but that
evening the table was taken by a man accompanied by a gorgeous
blond. Apparently he had given a handsome tip and I was left there
without my table. There he was wearing a gold Rolex, an arrogant
individual in all his actions [...] Then suddenly, when the time
for dessert came, I looked at him and he was crying. Something
entirely new about the man I hated, woke up in me. I felt sorry for
him and great affection towards him. He was like a lost child. I
was fascinated and when something fascinates me, I make a film out
of it [...]
"Huevos de oro" is the story of a man who has two Rolex watches,
the story of a nouveau riche, the story of a Spanish macho man who
only thinks about clawing his way up the social strata, building
skyscrapers, triumph, jumping from one opportunity to the next... A
sarcastic portrait of the 1990s, of the pastiche and vulgar:
tooth-picks, Porsches, Dali paintings, golden shoes, cement, Happy
Hours, lobsters, Sevillanas, clams and that absurd fascination for
all that glitters is gold. [...] I think the leading
character represents man's insecurity. I think we men are
born with the stigma of having to be number one, the first in
everything, of building things. Yet, man is lost in this world and
only survives thanks to women who are far more down-to-earth than
us.
BIGAS LUNA.