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Birdsong

2008·Drama·1h 38m
7.1
The Three Wise Kings travel in search of the Messiah, with unexpected obstacles on the way.
Directed by Albert Serra
three kings
catalonia, spain
religion
journey
three wise men

Cast

Lluís Carbó
Lluís Carbó
First Wise Man
Lluís Serrat Batlle
Lluís Serrat Batlle
Second Wise Man
Lluís Serrat
Lluís Serrat
Third Wise Man
Montse Triola
Montse Triola
Maria
Mark Peranson
Mark Peranson
Josef
Victòria Aragonés
Victòria Aragonés
Maria

Crew

Albert Serra
Albert Serra
Director
Albert Serra
Albert Serra
Writer
Albert Serra
Albert Serra
Editor
Jimmy Gimferrer
Jimmy Gimferrer
Director of Photography
Lluís Miñarro
Lluís Miñarro
Executive Producer
Montse Triola
Montse Triola
Executive Producer
Joan Pons
Joan Pons
Sound
Jimmy Gimferrer
Jimmy Gimferrer
Production Design
Jimmy Gimferrer
Jimmy Gimferrer
Art Direction
Jimmy Gimferrer
Jimmy Gimferrer
Costume Design
Jordi Ribas
Jordi Ribas
Sound

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alex
alex
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el concepto de la virgen maría ofreciéndole una naranja a josé en catalán
el concepto de la virgen maría ofreciéndole una naranja a josé en catalán
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Nick
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Albert Serra is certainly… someone. Not many films have me asking, “What is this doing?” in as unanswered a fashion as his. My best takeaway is that this feels like some kind of strange mix of arthouse Monty Python and the Holy Grail meets profane black metal meets deconstruction. I’m not convinced enough about its authentic spiritualism. When the kings were dogpiled on top of one another I was sure this was all one joke. And looking back, even that early on, had me thinking this is some sardonic retelling. Having the three kings walk back and forth through the desert feels comically blasphemic. There is an image of Mary, draped in white, with a lamb, seated in this darkly lit monochrome shot that is a black metal album cover if I ever saw one. And then, the lamb pees on Mary; it’s almost Buñuelian in its profanity.
Albert Serra is certainly… someone. Not many films have me asking, “What is this doing?” in as unanswered a fashion as his. My best takeaway is that this feels like some kind of strange mix of arthouse Monty Python and the Holy Grail meets profane black metal meets deconstruction. I’m not convinced enough about its authentic spiritualism. When the kings were dogpiled on top of one another I was sure this was all one joke. And looking back, even that early on, had me thinking this is some sardonic retelling. Having the three kings walk back and forth through the desert feels comically blasphemic. There is an image of Mary, draped in white, with a lamb, seated in this darkly lit monochrome shot that is a black metal album cover if I ever saw one. And then, the lamb pees on Mary; it’s almost Buñuelian in its profanity.
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