Human history told as a theological tale, tinged with the usual blasphemous sting by Bunuel. This is a sublime venture into renunciation and asceticism, told with bravura, wit, humor and wry intelligence. The incarnations of the Devil take the usual shape but the leap forward to secular modernization culminates in an ingenious dance sequence that functions both as a confirmation and refutation of Christian theology!
I concur with others as far as being glad that this film ultimately doesn't drag out too long. I don't know whether I think this film goes far enough as far as critiquing Simon for his self-sacrificial extremity. I also have mixed feelings about the ending, which is metaphorically interesting in a jokey way; but inconclusive in how it deals with Simon's continuing battle with Satan. But definitely worth seeing.
An interesting a surreal take on the subject of religious devotion. In a comedic, yet insightful way, the story wrestles with temptation and what Buñuel may have believed to be the pitfalls of the Catholic church's teachings. Everyone that visits Simon--religious or not--seems to have their own stubborn interpretation of devotion; and the juxtaposition of 1960's New York and the 4th Century draws attention to that.
Temptation comes from everywhere and it is in our nature to succumb to things we want. This is the message Buñuel gives us with a a darkly comedic undertone. The camera movements were beautiful and the staging of the shots with the desert as the infinite canvas created a nice full image. Very dark, morbid, and morally flawed from the religious viewpoint. No god, says Buñuel.