Short documentary featuring sculptures of Alonso de Berruguete and Juan de Juni in the Valladolid National Museum. –IMDb
José Val del Omar (Granada 1904 – Madrid 1982). With an extraordinary artistic and technological talent, Val del Omar was a ‘’believer in cinema’’ inspired by new horizons that he formulated in the term PLAT – representing the totalizing concept of a ‘’Picto-Luminic-Audio-Tactile’’ art – apart from being a contemporary and a comrade of Lorca, Cernuda, Renau, Zambrano and other figures of a Silver Age of the Spanish culture, interrupted by the Civil War. In 1928 he anticipated various of his most characteristic techniques, including the ‘’apanoramic overflow of the image’’ beyond the limits of the screen, and the concept of ‘’tactile vision’‘. These techniques. and those of ’’diaphonic sound’’ and other explorations in the field of electro-acoustics, would be applied in his Tríptico Elemental de España [Elementary Tryptich of Spain], begun in 1953 and only finished after his death. His work and tenacious research activity – quite against any tendency of misunderstanding and forgetfulness… read more
Less intricately structured than Water Mirror, but more emotional and anguished, this is the dark night of the soul, with love as the hoped for redeemer (the final images are presented with very different lighting almost as if all they are is hope). The images of Maria Dolorosa tortured by the lighting, eerie, entrapping and netlike, are excruciating in their power.
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xgw612_fuego-en-castilla-jose-val-del-omar_creation#.UM4qF1Hmc00
Am i wrong or this man was using digital-like manipulation when no one even thought of inventing it? The movement of the statues really brings to mind the motion of objects in a virtual space. Just one or twice in the film they move in a stop-motion manner. If someone could translate that lonely sentence in the end, of which i understood only "velocidad de la luz" - speed of light - i guess my joy would be complete.
PURE PLEASURE HELLSCAPE - Religious statuaries shrouded w/hypnotic patterns + nameless angels frozen in spectral horror ask you to “Rejoice at your power to be God.” -what midnight mass would feel like for an ecclesiastical epileptic who slammed a speedball. {{ & he wandering junksick w/swaying rosary, palms to head, trying to drown out impious moaning from double exposed skulls}} Just another night in Granada..