Ignacio Salazar-Simpson

Ignacio Salazar-Simpson isn’t exactly a household name for most folks, but the guy’s fingerprints are all over some wild cinematic rides. Take “1917” for example—yeah, the war epic that basically feels like one long, desperate sprint through the mud and chaos of World War I. It’s not just a battle flick; it pulls you in so close you’re practically ducking bullets with the characters. The tension’s unreal. Salazar-Simpson helped bring that chaos to the screen, and honestly, it’s a visual punch to the gut. Then there’s “Pain and Glory,” which couldn’t be more different. It’s all about this filmmaker, Salvador Mallo, picking through the mess of his own memories—love, heartbreak, addiction, all tangled up in flashbacks that feel almost too real sometimes. It’s Pedro Almodóvar at his most raw, and Salazar-Simpson played a big part in making it happen. The movie doesn’t pull any punches about regret and creative burnout, but it’s got this weird, dreamy beauty to it too. Now, “Bernabéu”—that’s a shift. Dive into the world of football royalty and you bump into Santiago Bernabéu, the legendary Real Madrid figure. The film digs deep into the guy’s life, showing how he basically rewrote the rules for an entire sport and left a legacy that goes way beyond the pitch. Salazar-Simpson’s touch is all over this one too, mixing sports history with personal drama in a way that actually makes you care, even if you don’t give a rip about soccer. That’s range.