For 20 years I have been having the privilege of being friend of Jose Luis Rebordinos, new director of the Festival of San Sebastin, and in that time has never appeared the shade of I disillusion, the fleeting or lasting mosqueo, the sensation to feel to me used or manipulated. We share the ancestral passion towards something call cinema, which does not demand that we like necessarily the same and when that happens we established discussions that always finish in laughter, a vision so many times accomplice on the people and the things. Rebordinos belongs to that priceless people who give off good roll, that she always contributes joy, calidez, vitalismo and humor, that has the elegance and the generosity to maintain the smile and to hide its demons, its fears and their pains. Also he is of the beings more workers than I know, but one has used one’s wits them so that its estajanovismo is to the service than it likes, also maintains alive something as fragile as the capacity continuously to delude and the adhesion to three or four cannot be waived principles. Source of the news: : Aesthetic hollow in ' Intruders'