Amazingly subtle, however clear dilemma is depicted in the relationship between the psychiatrist and the boy, and that is- what is normal and why is something considered to be normal? Combined with almost surreal scenes and pagan motives, this is one of the most disturbing, yet intriguing movies I've ever seen. P.S. Made me watch Wicker man (1973) again.
Bizarrely erotic drama with a bizarrely adequate casting. It kicked off in an abstract manner than was eventually replaced by an obvious confrontation of (homo)sexuality with paganism/religion. Skillfully handled, material leaves us with what a good film must leave - questions. Director's take on the play results in attractive photography and a couple of memorable representations of delirium and/or elation.
"All right! The normal is the good smile in a child's eyes. There's also the dead stare in a million adults. It both sustains and kills, like a god. It is the ordinary made beautiful, it is also the average made lethal. Normal is the indispensable murderous god of health and I am his priest." "When Equus leaves, if he leaves at all, it will be with your intestines in his teeth - and I don't stock replacements."
Some scenes of this film really pop, and the actors try valiantly to keep it afloat, but it is WAY to cerebral and talky for a film. The general point of this was quite clear in the first fifteen minutes, but the film runs on for nearly 2 1/2 hours. The eight monologues delivered directly to the audience are nearly incoherent. Overall, this was kind of a hot mess.
'Gods don't die'. 'Yes, they do'. While Alan is cured, the psychoanalyst needs desperate to believe, and immerses himself in madness. Or God. Otherwise, "Gott ist tot". This is a movie about desperation. Otherwise, I'm glad that Alan is cured. (And Richard Burton is great).