Best and Worst : Un Chen Andalou

Un Chen Andalou

If you are in the mood to torture yourself and see a piece of mind-numbingly bad cinema AND be seen by pseudo-intellectuals as "with it", then do I have a film for you! You MUST see Un Chien Andalou! This is sort of like a home movie based on dreams by a psychotic sadist–with no comprehensible plot, violent and repellent images (such as a close up of an eyeball being slashed by a razor, a severed hand laying in the street, a woman being run over, a pointless murder, etc.). In fact, I can't help but think that the film's creators, Salvador Dalí and Luis Buñuel, just created this movie as a way to laugh at intellectuals and wannabes who just ate this crap up and declared it to be "high art".

There is no story. And that would be okay if it was art, but it isn't "art". It's just disgusting images meant to sicken men. Pretty women have their eyes slit open, are killed by cars, or just get killed for some odd reason. Obviously, no straight guy will enjoy this.

Dali is a con artist, plain and simple. He and his ignorant followers try to convince us that putting together hate filled images is "art". No, it isn't "art" unless there is some artistry involved.

There is no "artistry" involved here. The images don't hit upon any animal instinct. They don't even look like something you would dream, though that appears to be what Dali is going for.

Obviously, if you watch this, you will see how miserably he fails.

Not one single image, not one, has any appeal, any latent meaning. It's all totally alien to the human psyche.

Then, of course, when hacks like Dali become famous, the ignorant masses latch onto him like he really has talent. It's a case of the big, fat, ugly emperor with no clothes.

For the rest of us, this is as bad as it gets. What makes it worse is that so many real artists, with truly great imaginations and truly great gifts of creativity, are rejected to make movies for talentless punks like Dali and company.

By the way, this film is highly reminiscent of Jean Cocteau's BLOOD OF A POET–another home movie full of really interesting images (but zero plot) that is adored by the elite. Both are incomprehensible and boring films, though at least Cocteau's is harmless. Plus, Cocteau went on in later years to make some magnificent films, whereas Dalí just seems to have gone mad and Buñuel continued making movie that made everyone's head hurt.

Re: Un Chen Andalou

movie review? rofl, ur wasting ur time
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