Ruiz the Elder really destroys Jr.; whatever the tide brings of the time of aggressive surrealism and contrived profundity, I see how unkind age has been to the work and how beneficial to the man. This film is not even disconcerting. It watches as a kind of inept advertisement for that cartography exhibition.
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"H realizes he is the victim of the worst type of nightmare, a didactic nightmare." So true. I wonder what would have happened to Mr. Ruiz had his films gotten the same support and critical stature of JLG. Ruiz's films are as good or better. Maybe he'd turn vain and arrogant.
I somewhat despise the terms "Borgesian" and "Kafkaesque" (and "Lynchian" for that matter). There has to be a more profound mode of description as Borges covered so much more than labyrinths, Kafka more than disorienting bureaucratic domination. So excuse my laziness; this down-the-rabbit-hole fantasy-nightmare is actually both, but of course only through the lens and inimitable mind of Ruiz. Go ahead, roll the dice.