I don’t know how to tell you if malinche the musicalthe work of Nacho Cano on the bill in Madrid, is a masterpiece (for the author), something “vulgar and anticlerical” for the extremist right, a neat product to use that it would improve if the lyrics of the songs and speeches didn’t say what they say and said it better or “a choreography with a flavor of ‘Saturday night’ and Mamachichos and a childish script like the novels by Arturo Pérez-Reverte”. To Terelu Campos,he loved it! I’m not going to go see it because I suffer from incompatibility with the musical genre: when I was designed, my mother had the whim to commission my ear in La Corchera Española, so my readers will have to settle for what I know from reading, journalistic curiosity and personal interest in the “excellent woman”, conqueror of Mexico, called Malina or the diminutive Malinalli, Malintzin and Doña Marina.
