Santa
Sangre
Re-released
this week, Santa Sangre
is a bonkers, absolutely stunning, work of demented genius that could only have
escaped from the mind of Alejandro Jodorowsky!
Even when it
was first released back in 1989, it was a throwback to a type of filmmaking
that simply didn’t exist anymore; the bold, intense, kaleidoscopic, excessive
vision of a true avant-garde artist.
Over twenty years later, at the end of a Summer that’s seen the
cinematic wasteland littered with such soulless, anaemic failures of wit,
imagination and intelligence like Dark Shadows, Prometheus, Battleship and the Total Recall remake, seeing Santa Sangre is an experience as alien as stumbling
across a crashed flying saucer while walking in the woods. They just don’t make ‘em like this
anymore.
Fenix (the
director’s younger son Adan Jodorowsky) is a child magician in a Mexican circus run by his
father, hypnotist and knife-thrower Orgo (Guy Stockwell), and trapeze artist mother, Concha (Bianca
Guerra). Mom’s also a mystic and the leader of a
religious cult which worships as a saint a little girl who was raped and had
her arms cut off by her attackers.
Fenix’s best friend is Alma (Faviola Elenka Tapia) a young deaf girl who is a tightrope
worker and daughter of the carnival’s Tattooed Woman (Thelma Tixou).
When Concha sees Orgo cheating on her with the Tattooed Woman she sets
in motion a terrible cycle of violence.
She mutilates his genitals with acid and, like her idol, he cuts off her
arms before committing suicide by slitting his own throat.
Years later, a
mute, naked man sitting in a tree in a Bedlam-esque asylum for the disabled and
the insane is revealed to be the adult Fenix (Jodorowsky’s elder son Axel).
When his mother visits him in the night and he discovers the Tattooed
Woman is now a prostitute who is forcing the adult Alma (Sabrina Dennison) into the sex trade. Escaping the asylum, determined to save
Alma, Fenix and his mother form a new mime act where he inserts his arm through
her sleeves and they perform acts of mimicry. However, it becomes clear that Concha is able to actually
control Fenix’s arms and is soon using him to kill any woman she sees as a
threat to their special mother-son bond…
The
Chilean-French son of Jewish Ukrainian parents, Jodorowsky is a filmmaker,
actor, author, comic book writer and mystic perhaps best known for films like
the acid Western El Topo
and the hallucinatory The Holy Mountain as well as his abortive ‘70s attempt to adapt Frank
Herbert’s Dune to the
screen, a project which saw him collaborate with Pink Floyd, French comic artist Moebius, HR
Giger, Orson Welles and,
reportedly demanding a fee of $100,000 an hour, Salvador Dali.
Surreal,
unsettling and, at times downright, terrifying, Santa Sangre is possibly the most accessible of
Jodorowsky’s output. No mean feat
for a film that’s filled to bursting with surreal religious symbolism and
visceral, hallucinatory images.
Sex, violence, dwarves, clowns, circus freaks, a funeral for an elephant
that ends with starving peasants ripping the carcass apart, serial killers,
Oedipal fixated mutes and coked up people with Downs Syndrome fucking an obese
prostitute; Santa Sangre
really is a film that has it all.
A nightmarish,
beautiful, utterly insane, unforgettable carnival of absurdity, depravity and
redemption, Santa Sangre
defies description and boggles the mind.
It is a film that you simply have to experience.
David Watson
Directed by:
Written by:
Produced by:
Starring:
Genres:
Drama, Horror,
Mystery, Thriller
Language:
English
Runtime:
2 hours 3
minutes
Certificate:
18
Rating:
5/5
UK
Release Date:
21st
of September 2012
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