Set in the 1940s and 50s, in the electric capital city of Santiago, where Alejandro Jodorowsky decides to become a poet and is introduced, by destiny, into the foremost bohemian and artistic circle of the time.
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Endless poetry: endless imagery. I'm drawn into this world, I wanted more - I wanted within. Jodorowsky is one of my favorites, and once again the film felt warm. Somehow it portraits arts and crafts in cinema making, like a scene puppeteer. Great one, Jodo.
Digital. Being Jodorowsky an idiosyncratic and extremely identifiable filmmaker, he will never be one that i could appreciate, because of the distance i have in relation to his motives and forms and, above all, by his reiterated impositive expression, which by the extreme explanation of its matrix become unbearable. See, in this case, how poetry is utterly nullified for so much seeking its elaboration.
THE DANCE OF REALITY and ENDLESS POETRY are both supernal work of spiritual excavation. ENDLESS POETRY goes even further in sublime world-modelling and is perhaps as such even more luminous and intoxicating. These are works of tremendous tenderness. At times I almost melt. It is helpful to step back and simply imagine being able to achieve this kind of clarity in the autumn of ones years. Cinema forged in ecstasy.
The endless poetry observed by Jodorowsky has an elegance that forgives his occasionally reductive vision. After all, isn't the nature of self reflection an emphasis on progress and growth, the hero myth turned inward? It suffers when the narrator wants to atone for sins we have no investment in, best when not servicing real events. Each vignette is wonderful without amounting to a whole 3.5
Well, if you want to see Jodorowsky patting himself on the back for two hours whilst pretending he has something that resembles a worldview, this might be your treat. By the end of the film, he simply states he must go to Spain to "save surrealism". He would do better trying to save himself from his mediocrity.
Jodorowsky by Jodorowsky. The second chapter that reflects his life, this time focusing on that moment when one starts to understand who he or she really is (or tries to become), is a beautiful and emotional love letter to everything that has made him. There is no past, there is no future, everything is and its stunningly crafted as in the superb final sequence that goes straight to the time capsule.
If The Dance of Reality marked the return of a visionary filmmaker, Endless Poetry ups the ante. More sensual than the first cinematic chapter, Jodorowsky continues to amaze by poetical transmutation of an ingenious oral history into moving pictures. Several degrees tamer than El Topo, Endless Poetry is nevertheless Jodorowsky in his indisputably fascinating, magical, mythical, and most accessible form.