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6. kesäkuuta vuonna 1929 Luis Buñuel oli matkalla uuden elokuvansa ensi-iltaan. Mies sulloi taskunsa täyteen kiviä puolustautuakseen murskaavalta vastaanotolta. Lapsuudenystävä Salvador Dalin kanssa tehty Andalusialainen koira oli äärimmäisen provokatiivinen teos, sen kaverukset tiesivät itsekin. Buñuelilla ei kuitenkaan ollut aavistustakaan, miten käänteentekevän elokuvan he olivat tehneet. Vielä 85 vuotta myöhemmin Andalusialainen koira liikuttaa, puhuttaa – ja ravistelee katsojia ympäri maailman. Elokuva on surrealismin käänteentekevä lippulaiva, joka on inspiroinut lukemattomia ohjaajia, kuten David Lynchiä. (Future film)
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A series of interesting parables that might not be too bad to struggle through; but as a standalone film, completely unusable.
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Watching Un Chien Andalou is like looking at a famous exhibit in a dusty museum collection, signed by two equally famous masters. For a movie fan, it is a duty to know them, for a snob to admire them, and for an egoist to claim to have understood them. Surrealism, for me, means Jan Švankmajer, Terry Gilliam, or indeed Luis Buñuel in his later films, such as The Exterminating Angel. Un Chien Andalou is an experiment that stood somewhere at the beginning and now has the value of just that dusty museum exhibit, which cannot emotionally engage me, and only the split eye sticks in my memory. I would say it is an experimental film for a small minority of intellectuals. Given the number of reviewers, it seems to be quite widespread. Overall impression: 45%.
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I can stomach almost all exotic and extinct genre varieties of cinema, but fuck this one. Surrealism should have stayed in painting and, at most, in literature, which nobody reads nowadays anyway, but not in film, where it has absolutely nothing to say except a bunch of question marks. I came and saw a film that can’t be understood... so I didn't really lose.
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After twelve years, I got to see Luis Buñuel's iconic surrealist film again, and my feelings about its scenes remained uneasy. On the one hand, Un Chien Andalou is morbid and perverse, on the other – perhaps unintentionally – quite humorous. The sliced eyeball, the animal corpses dragged on the piano, the omnipresent lust and that "stigmatic tingling", it’s as if you are watching some kind of sick dream that scares (and perhaps subconsciously fascinates) you.
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I like the idea of people going to the movie theater for this, and right in the first scene, they're greeted with a slashed eye. It must have been surreal at the time. It's a pretty powerful experience even today. The film doesn't seem all that incomprehensible to me; rather, I feel it's more of an associative surrealism where what's in the mind appears in reality, and that's when it stops making sense. That’s what makes it beautiful. The scene with the woman who doesn't succumb to the man's desire is excellent proof of that. An incredibly daring film for its time, and I'm glad it didn't remain forgotten or lost somewhere.
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