Love this film. The lead is a star as is his friend's father José. I gotta complain though about the plot conceit to add drama. Child abuse in Madrid is a crime; this is confirmed at the end of the film. The obvious solution should start with the police. The boy is going to have broken healed bones everywhere, including his nose, no matter what he's willing to admit. Why deal with all-night legal discussions, an emergency room, and driving the streets of Madrid looking for El Bola. Their friend giving them legal advice failed to take this child directly to La Policia, required by law, as was the physician's and nurse's duty. The writer could have included the legal facts and safest help for Pablo by going straight to the police. And, there's no need to notify Pablo's parents that you've got their son; it's the middle of the night and everything can be faced four hours later in the morning without any fear of a kidnapping charge (ridiculous, because the number of witnesses involved, no one could not pin this on anyone but the father - with his bruised hands. I don't mean to quibble; I just hate when a terrific story is marred by incredulity.
