there is no one way to describe this film. art impacts the artist in every waking moment. whether through music or dance or, in the case of jodorowsky, storytelling. having to sit through this film and watch how alejandro essentially loses himself to please his parents is heart aching, but you realize just how human his parents are, assimilating to the corrupt environment of chile. art is everywhere, no matter how absurd, simplistic, or sublime it can be.
the use of masks to represent how one can lose themselves when they have no connections to what else the world has to offer. so genius. i won’t ever forget just how the masked individuals loom over those who aren’t blind to nothingness and corruption, unaware of what truly is out there.
there is no one way to describe this film. art impacts the artist in every waking moment. whether through music or dance or, in the case of jodorowsky, storytelling. having to sit through this film and watch how alejandro essentially loses himself to please his parents is heart aching, but you realize just how human his parents are, assimilating to the corrupt environment of chile. art is everywhere, no matter how absurd, simplistic, or sublime it can be.
the use of masks to represent how one can lose themselves when they have no connections to what else the world has to offer. so genius. i won’t ever forget just how the masked individuals loom over those who aren’t blind to nothingness and corruption, unaware of what truly is out there.
