I've just sent a very brief review of the documentary Las cajas españolas to Variety:

Anyone who has witnessed the artistic glories of Madrid's Prado Museum should enjoy Alberto Porlan's "The Spanish Boxes", which shows how close the gallery's contents came to not being there at all. This remarkable and well-researched if unimaginatively-told tale of the heroic Civil War efforts to save the old masters from the falling bombs by shuttling them around Europe represents a fascinating attempt to explore a hitherto largely-unexplored corner of Spanish history.

With the outbreak of the Civil War in 1936 and the left-wing's tendency to hurl grenades at all religious iconography, the Republican government created an organization to protect Spain's art treasures. They were boxed up at great expense and sent first to Valencia, then to Catalonia, and then to Geneva, before they returned to Spain three years later. Along the way there are several fine anecdotes and a general sense of relief and gratitude that the noble efforts of a few have saved Velázquez, Goya and co for the many. This deftly put-together film neatly fuses 30's newsreels with artificially-aged footage featuring actors - a risky maneuver that comes off fine. The only quibble is the relentless voiceover.

See it if you ever get the chance to: there's a fine body of historically revisionist films coming out of Spain at the moment.
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