La Casa de mi abuela

Today, Vosta said we could go to a tea-house. Maybe a bit unusual for us during the week, but I liked the idea - I feel that weekends' amusements are simply not enough. Then Aja came up with the idea to go to Instituto Cervantes to see a film. We decided to first visit the tea-house, then go to the cinema.
After all, Aja felt tired and sick, so she didn't go to the tea-house. There was Vosta, Meldath, me, then Laupi and also Ala, because Aja invited her (not coming herself then). We went to Kvetinova cajovna - my favorite tea-house.
Every time Ala is invited to an action with my classmates (except for Aja), I fear she won't come anymore. Still she's more resistant than one would perceive at the first sight. Vosta was making her uneasy quite a lot, but eventually she seemed to get used to it and perhaps (???) even enjoy it.
After a while Aja came and we went to the institute. All except for Meldath and Laupi, who decided to stay in the tea house. I didn't get their intentions, no matter. We met there an acquaintance of her from the Law preparatory course. Pity I wasn't able to talk to him more. He was talking mostly to Aja. Ala, Vosta and me sat somewhere else.
The film was La Casa de mi abuela. In Spanish, English subtitles. Spanish was sometimes fine, sometimes incomprehensible - I understood perhaps a half of all the talk. It was about an older woman's life (and her house) and about her grand-daughter. It portrayed troubles of old people nowadays (and also troubles the other people sometimes have with the older people). It was contrasted with the girl's (some ten years, somewhat resembled my sister) enthusiastic life attitude - something I may be constantly trying to relearn.
The movie was full of "light-core" symbolic references. I realized I'm very much used to deep interpretations of art. Seems to me recent (hmmm...last fifty years?) art is bit by bit becoming more and more cryptic - but the people are also more used to interpreting it; non-cryptic art is almost considered primitive by some people (and maybe I feel a little bit that way as well). Vosta felt the film was depressive, I considered it just quite casual life story.