Screening Log
This new site feature is a collective effort to summarize our viewing habits. Occasionally, you will find titles here that are coming to a theater near you, in addition to films viewed on television, and even films viewed in piecemeal. The screening log is archived each month; to view past entries select a month in the menu below.
February 2007 activity
Total Log Entries: 42
- Adam (11)
- Andrew (0)
- Chet (0)
- Chiranjit (1)
- David (0)
- Eva (0)
- Evan (0)
- Ian (0)
- Jenny (3)
- Katherine (0)
- Leo (2)
- Megan (0)
- Rumsey (8)
- Teddy (0)
- Thomas (0)
- Timothy (0)
- Victoria (0)
Total Comments: 29
- Invasion of the Body Snatchers (0)
- Secretary (0)
- Imitation of Life (1)
- Froken Julie (0)
- Volver (0)
- Taxi Driver (0)
- The Blob (0)
- The Young Ones (0)
- Intimate Stories (0)
- Autumn Marathon (0)
- The Prince of Egypt (0)
- Long Day’s Journey Into Night (0)
- Flags of our Fathers (1)
- When Harry Met Sally… (2)
- Dark City (3)
- The Death of Mr. Lazarescu (0)
- Day for Night (0)
- Batman Returns (1)
- The Science of Sleep (0)
- Angels In America (1)
- Somersault (0)
- Inland Empire (4)
- Memories of Murder (4)
- The Ladykillers (2)
- He liu (0)
- Blood of Jesus (0)
- Who’s Camus Anyway? (0)
- Man of Ashes (0)
- Chinatown (0)
- The Scarlet Empress (3)
- Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia (2)
- This Film is Not Yet Rated (0)
- Letters from Iwo Jima (0)
- Because I Said So (0)
- Decasia (0)
- Notes on a Scandal (0)
- Dreams (2)
- I Am David (1)
- Memory of a Killer (0)
- Blood of Jesus (0)
- Hunger (0)
- The Holy Mountain (2)
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The Holy Mountain / La Montaña sagrada / Mexico / USA / 1973
For over thirty minutes The Holy Mountain progresses with heedless imagination and without a word of dialogue—this is among the most visionary portions of cinema I’ve seen, even though the narrative logistics and cohesive mysticism (which the film seems so intent in maintaining) are entirely second service. Scenes progress to the next with little to no foresight, and legions of characters (a group of identically dressed prostitutes, a group of young boys with green penises, a group of toads reenacting the conquest of Mexico, etc.) are introduced sporadically. A thief whose countenance resembles Jesus’ finds the Alchemist within his near-inaccessible tower, and the journey to the holy mountain begins.
As celebrated and legendary as El Topo is, The Holy Mountain is inarguably its superior.
by Rumsey Taylor | Source: ABKCO Films 35mm print
01 Feb 2007 11:25 AM | Comments (2)
Tyree / 1 February 2007 / 2:40 PM
Well, one can always argue. I’ll have to see this one soon…
Buck Theorem / 2 February 2007 / 3:46 AM / URL
Although I don’t believe this is the popular concensus, I think “Santa Sangre” is Jodorwosky’s best, simply because the carnival-dream imagery services a story with emotional impact, as opposed to a trippy fragmented narrative. I don’t find any of the same emotional kick from either “Holy Mountain” or “El Topo”, fascinating as they are. “Santa Sangre” does seem to be a little over-looked when discussing Jodorowsky, but as his working through of his misogyny – he said himself that he used to hate women and this film proved cathartic and a cure of sorts – it’s surely more interesting than all the crazed and random Freudian symbolism of his previous films.