7.5/10. A seemingly straightforward Bunuel film becomes all the weirder when you try to explain its simple plot: a wealthy older man lusts after a younger girl. But, like, there's two girls? And intermittent terrorist attacks? Some wickedly funny scenes--like when our hero realizes that his young girlfriend is basically wearing a chastity belt--her undergarment has too many knots and is too confusing to remove.
A fun, and from what I gather relatively faithful, adaptation of a much-adapted novel. Which makes it awfully hard to see what the hype is about. A compelling story, certainly, but that's no credit to Bunuel. The two actress thing's a nice touch, even if it evolved more from of a turn of circumstance than any interpretive vision. Which leaves, what? The terrorism thread? Is that the piece that makes this "brilliant"?
Is it possible that we could attain the utopia we desire? It seems that to do so we must first transcend all limitations of culture and biology - basically our humanism. So maybe not. Here we see a vision of love that is only inhibited by our inability to question the nature of consumption, the incessant desire for power. Bunuel suggests we are once again imprisoned by our own belief in what we think must be.