Charles Deckert
9Jun11
I think we're only fucked if we choose to be fucked.
This 1982 documentary of human impact and nature still holds up wonderfully. It demonstrates through amazing imagery and captivating music what we humans are doing to the world around us. And even if you don't buy into what it's telling to you. The cinematography itself makes it wort seeing. I definitely left me in awe and is one of the visually most compelling works I've ever seen. Next up is Powaqqatsi.
Absolutely incredible, especially the ending. Some scenes are so fascinating and some very moving. I dont think this masterwork seems to be getting the recognition it deserves here on Mubi. Which is a shame because i think a film like this is vastly more important and ever more relevant than the majority of films so highly regarded on here.
Nice trip to the dark side, but paradoxically it shows more of a bright side of humankind, since there is so much more behind it. But I guess it would be too disturbing to put the real deal out there - the movie would loose it's poetry. I hate the end, cause it's so disconnected. And if you don't know it yet: be high when watching!!
I saw this last night in the Lincoln Center in New York. The Philip Glass Ensemble including Philip Glass himself and Michael Reisman played the score through the projection of the movie. I never thought Glass' beautiful music could fit so perfectly with the power this images.
What is the legacy of mankind? We shaped the world so it could fit our needs; we have created, destroyed, transformed this planet beyond all recognition, therefore, in an almost literal way, we are gods. And yet, as one of the last images so poetically suggests, we have failed to reach the stars.
one of the most beautifully depressing things you can watch. we as a race are fucked, aren't we? anyway i love that i've seen it often enough to know the hopi prophecies by heart.
i was adoring it. i even danced to it. it was a grand ode to civilization, for better or for worse, everything made perfect sense, you could think of it what you wished. until that little semi-propagandistic message in the end appeared, which i truly, passionately hated. next time i'll close my eyes. and mark, why so crossed?
I agree - even though not as passionately - about the message in the end. What G. Reggio said in a documentary himself is that he really did not want to name the film at all thus leaving it more open but since it was inevitable they went for that. Maybe they shouldn't have. It certainly chopped off half of the room for interpretation from the film.
...And of course, Mister Rabello, Jonas Ackerlund--with his little "tribute" in the form of a Madonna video-- completely missed the point of Godfrey Reggio's film. He took an idea from a film that is a powerful message AGAINST mindless consumerism and turned it into eye candy for the MTV generation. You actually need an attention span to appreciate "Koyaanisqatsi.--in it, time lapse is NOT just a silly gimmick.
Trivia: this film breathtaking, hectic, beautiful images and language inspired Jonas Åckerlund's awarded videoclip for "Ray of Light" (Madonna).
I would have enjoyed it more if I had seen it when it was made. Unfortunately, I watched Baraka before this (and on blu-ray too), which, in my opinion blows this film away in beauty and message. Also, as other posters have noted, the soundtrack gets amazingly old after awhile, especially during the city scenes.
Beautiful cinematography contrasting nature and industry. The music is fantastic and it can be a bit of a sensory overload at times. I didn't really know about this movie until I heard the music in an episode of "Scrubs" and looked it up. It ended up becoming one of my favorite movies of all time and gave me a new perspective on the human race's impact on our world.
I was lucky enough to witness this film with P. Glass conducting a full symphony orchestra live. This took place at one of University of Pennsylvania's auditoriums at the time of its release. Captivated within this hypnotic scenario, the sadness of G. Reggio's message hit home like a runaway frieght train. Sadly, nothing much has changed in the following quarter century; we're about to attempt to scratch the surface
If the world were wiped out tomorrow, there is but one film that would have faithfully depicted not only the physical reality of human existence (past-tense), but also its philosophical place.
Hypnotic, breathtaking, genius, compulsively watchable, magical. The first and still the high water mark of its kind perfectly scored by Philip Glass.