**Escape — Rodrigo Cortés and the Wet Dream of Prison as a Luxury Resort**

"Spanish cinema has been obsessed for decades with the idea that confinement equals depth. From the prison dramas of the Transition era to the claustrophobic thrillers of the 2000s, it seems no director can resist sneaking into a cell to prove they understand human suffering. Rodrigo Cortés, that child prodigy who once gifted us Buried (2010)—a film that fit in a coffin and weighed like a tombstone—returns with Escape, a movie that promises to be the natural evolution of his fixation with enclosed spaces. But alas, friends, this isn’t Buried 2.0, nor is it Buried: The Musical. At best, it’s an extended, nihilistic episode of The Ministry of Time where the protagonist becomes convinced prison is the new trendy co-living space. At worst, it’s an absurdist fable for aspiring inmates with delusions of existential grandeur.