Giddy Incan extravaganza fueled entirely by primitive lunatic energy, ought make most avowed surrealists hang their heads in shame. Folklore always effortlessly bests the clumsy hatchlings of Parisians in cafes with manifestos. Had I ingested a team of hallucinogens prior to viewing this one - why then, oh boy, oh boy!
This is a rare breed of film whose particular marriage of documentary and storytelling so well captured a cultural life that is ever diluting within the rigors of modernity's powerful homogenization. Highlighted by the participation of Inca descendents performing over 50 years ago in their rooted Andean landscape, it's a timeless production of a mythic tale, now impossible to reproduce with such primary authority.