2015 is the year in which the novel by Colombian writer Andrés Caicedo Estela, QUÉ VIVA LA MÚSICA (Long Live Music), was adapted for the big screen. The director of the adaptation is Carlos Moreno, also Colombian and born in Cali. The film carries the momentum of the high expectations generated by Caicedo's fans and is burdened by the expectation that the cinematic version will be a faithful reflection of the novel. For those in the latter group, the disappointment is considerable, because that was not the intention of the creative team in charge of the project. Furthermore, the production did not choose to frame the film within the historical context of the literary work and, on the contrary, decided to create an amalgamation of historical and cultural touches, resulting in a syncretism that attempts to define a Colombian Andean city where the influence of salsa music is a cultural phenomenon that has marked most of the last three decades.

The film is a coming-of-age journey in which a young woman, in her early teens, traverses different spheres of urban society, ultimately reaching the deepest depths of hell, much like Dante's character in the Divine Comedy. In her odyssey, the protagonist of Long Live Music breaks down moral and ethical barriers, becoming a kind of avenging angel who, purified, walks amidst social decay without collapsing.

The film adaptation of QUÉ VIVA LA MÚSICA is a great tribute to salsa music, surpassing other films that have boasted of being musicals but lack the heart to truly understand this popular genre. The editing is especially good, but the film can be complex for the uninitiated. It's likely that over the years, this version by Carlos Moreno will become a cult classic; until then, it will continue its run in commercial theaters, subjected to the gaze of unsuspecting cinephiles, as well as those seeking a cinematic experience born from the pen and paper: futile hopes, because a novel is not a film.