Anakin Skywalker

A movie that every single souls on this world should've watched, at least once.

even after a rewatch, the ending still got me hypnotized. one of the most satisfying ending i've ever seen in a movie.

I LOVE IT... I LOVE IT... I FUCKING LOVE IT!!! THIS IS NOT JUST THE CONVENTIONAL STYLE OF SURREALISM (Just to mentioned, The Holy Mountain, The Color of Pomegranates, etc.), THIS IS THE REALIZATION OF THE CONVENTIONAL SURREALISM, THE MODERN TYPE OF SURREALISM; SATIRICAL SURREALISM! You know that moment when you want to talk a lot about a film, but it's a film where everything is unexpected so you can't talk about or you will spoil it for other people? I'm feeling exactly that, I want to tell some of the jokes of the film but then I would be ruining it for the people who haven't seen it yet. What can I say about it? Everything is exactly on the right place, concerning the sets. Things seemed to have been placed exactly in a perfeccionist manner, and the colours are evocative of the blandness of the bourgeoisie represented in the film. Surprisingly, the absence of music does not slow down the film, it actually helps in the construction of the jokes and the satirical tone of the whole film. And you know, its Buñuel! So, things don't follow the logic of our world, there is a lot of absurd stuff going on and it's full of humour. But, here's a brief review of it : A bizzare, dreamlike, surrealic and absurd series of random nightmares revolving delusional-nonsense circumstances overlapping each other, constantly interrupting the characters on their activities (to simply have meals together) with bold satire in between. Because the main topic of the movie (The arrogancy and clumsiness of the Bourgeoisies) seems like a serious problem that shouldn't be discussed without some humor, if this weren't so sharply funny, it would be impossible to take in. Its plot, which starts out as a clumsy play of misunderstandings, quickly devolves into a satirical portrayal of unpleasant realities, using the intensity of chaos as a contrast to the consistently still and restrained images. Even the most fantastical event in this dreamlike sequence of occurrences carries an unwavering eye that observes all the bizarre and repugnant behavior with wide-eyed attentiveness, which will get you tricked and fooled for the whole movie. In Le Charme Discret de la Bourgeoisie, we are offered an extraordinary cast with wonderful performances that play the roles of extremely retarded, snobbish, socially eccentric, morally racist and unbelievably stupid and perfectionist characters. However, it is impossible to hate them, because of the absurdity that they carried. The delusional events they are found in, the absence of total credibility one as a cinematic viewer may have towards the spectacular events they go through, and the bizarreness of their dreams explode in a cataclysmic outcome of hard guffaws. These sequences are not meant to be taken seriously, nor analyzed in their most literal form. In the same way, the characters are not meant to be important. Nothing around their environment, an environment that consists in tiny little worlds of mansions, snobbishness and ego, is taken seriously by them; nor should we. The complexity of the mind and the subjectivity of the dream realm are the motor that deliciously emphasize the idiocy of their attitudes and the sphere that encapsulates them from living in an honest and respectful manner. Luis Buñuel must've made this movie with an absolute purpose, even though the movie itself couldn't be more abstractful. And one of the purpose is surely, the 'delicious' satire. He needs a motive, an objective that must be constantly interrupted in the most ludicrous way possible. That is the purpose of the dinner. Random murderings, sex in garden, the lack of coffee and tea (even water), a randomly traumatized soldier who tells his story, a schedule misunderstanding, arrests, the death of a restaurant's manager and other ridicule factors are the ones that end up affecting either the small delicacy of a female protagonist or the food ambition of another male protagonist; a delusional and self-centered man whose main priorities are the defense of his country despite his dependence on lies and socialism, and to always eat expensive meals. When either his persona or his country is attacked, he immediately arrives to the conclusion that he does not particularly fit in the group of people he is currently having a reunion with. Another important aspect is the idolization of religious images and how the Catholic Church constantly assumes the role of God performing their own justice, a justice that may not concord with God's will, forgetting they are also humans and sons of God. This is especially highlighted in a scene where a bishop, under the excuse that the church is under constant modifications, asks for the position of a gardener. When he sneaks into the garage and wears the clothing of the gardener job he wants, he is kicked out of the house. However, when he changes to his bishop clothes, he is offered respect and welcome. Once again, the bourgeois class is disguising their horrendous beings with false signs of education towards wealthy social classes and a polite vocabulary, all of this handled with a brilliant sense of humor by Buñuel. There's also a scene when the bishop shot a dying person after his sin's confession, just because hatred that came to the heart of the Bishop after knowing that this dying person in his youth was the gardener of the bourgeois man, and he killed the bishop's parents because of their ruthless behavior. This scene explicitly strikes human nature, where Buñuel shows us that humans aren't free from hatred and revenge, even though he is a religious bishop, the servant of God. The film is actually about the times when you're hungry while you're asleep but don't want to wake up, so you just create a dream about going to dinner parties with your pals instead, but with some touches of the essential elements of dreams, SURREALISM.

It's a visually masterwork. This movie, with its picaresque genre, wasn't filmed in 24 frames per second, it was framed in 24 paintings per second. Beautiful, Dreamy, and indeed Ahead-Of-Its-Time (maybe until now). To be frank, It's the most beautiful movie of all time, that i've watched (even surpassed 2001: ASO). Technically, everything is done to perfection, from the captivating cinematography, picturesque imagery, iconic score, the set design, the costume design, and the dialog. In a nutshell, this movie is a well-made, slow burning, and pure picaresque drama which was made with meticulous attention to detail and deliberateful pacing, turning it to be the best picaresque-european cultured movie of all time.