PRICKS BOTH BIG AND LITTLE: Moview Reviews of The Dance of Reality and The Priest’s Children

dance-of-reality-picture-19The Dance of Reality, avant-garde director-terriblé Alejandro Jodorowsky’s first film in more than twenty years, is a surrealistic, impressionistic, magical realistic (and any number of other tics you might want to throw into the mix) semi-autobiographical story about the artist’s early life in Chile before the revolution.

In many ways, one might compare it to Frederico Fellini’s Amarcord, also a semi-autobiographical story, with more than a few touches of impressionism itself, about that filmmaker’s life in 1930’s fascist Italy.

Of course, Fellini’s film doesn’t have a chorus of ex-coal miners missing most, if not all, of their limbs, breaking into a little ditty about their life as beggars; a mother who only sings her lines as if she were in an opera; a scene where this same mother raises her dress and urinates on her husband to cure him of his injuries (while belting an aria at the same time, of course). Read the rest of this entry »