South of the [Diva] Border

Still on the road, darlings, but I thought you might enjoy this quite extraordinary tribute to the tempestuous goddess of Mexican film, the late, great María Félix . She runs through the whole canon of temperament in just five minutes - languishing, sulking, slapping, smoking, Making Entrances, and, especially, holding for that lingering close-up.

Special bonus points to anyone who can tell me what the truly demented music is (it sounds like a disco remix of the Prospero's Books score sung by Klaus Nomi, but surely that's too good to be true).