This film feels like they had enough material for 15 minutes, and so they filmed some other random guys and crammed in as much insulting filler as possible to waste the viewer's time.
The first red flag is the film's opening. Most documentaries start right off with footage of the subject you're here to see, or with thought-provoking voiceover to get the ball rolling. But this one starts with a slow, SLOW, boring credits sequence that's just names on screen intercut with some nondescript folders on a bookshelf. No voiceover, just cheesy "dramatic" music. The first thing this film does is waste your time, and sadly that continues to be its main purpose.
The interviews with Jodorowsky himself are the meatiest part of the documentary, and he basically just fawns over himself and tells you that this movie would've been cool. He doesn't go into detail about the technical aspects or the nuances, he just praises himself and occasionally gives an extremely vague description of a gimmicky scene that he had in mind. He doesn't say anything about the craft of filmmaking or the process of how he would have actually made this movie.
The amount of information this documentary tells you could be summed up in a single-page article. This film is, plain and simple, for easily impressed people who don't know anything about filmmaking or Jodorowsky. One of its interminable filler segments is an incredibly lazy and superficial summary of Jodorowsky's filmography; this sequences would only be useful to someone who's never even heard of the man before. The filmmakers assume you are a complete know-nothing who will be impressed by the barest minimum of work, research and effort on their part.
The most inane time-waster was an absolutely eye-rolling sequence where some guy tells a pathetically dull story about how Jodorowsky gave him some pot laced with hallucinagens. It's the same story every sheltered white guy tells about the first time he took drugs, where he pathetically talks about this entry-level experience like it was something magically unique that never happened to anyone else. And this loser's story is set to a sequence where they just animated his words (like a first-year animation student's project whipped up in one night) because they had absolutely no worthwhile footage to show you.
If you're skeptical about my theory that this film was intended for easily-impressed people who know nothing about the field, a quick glance at the positive reviews validates my assertion. It speaks volumes when reviewers on IMDB call the film "spiritual enlightenment" while admitting they've never seen any of Jodorowsky's other films. If the only movies you ever watch are daytime TV and anything creative or interesting is foreign to you, then you will be impressed by this lazy documentary.
The first red flag is the film's opening. Most documentaries start right off with footage of the subject you're here to see, or with thought-provoking voiceover to get the ball rolling. But this one starts with a slow, SLOW, boring credits sequence that's just names on screen intercut with some nondescript folders on a bookshelf. No voiceover, just cheesy "dramatic" music. The first thing this film does is waste your time, and sadly that continues to be its main purpose.
The interviews with Jodorowsky himself are the meatiest part of the documentary, and he basically just fawns over himself and tells you that this movie would've been cool. He doesn't go into detail about the technical aspects or the nuances, he just praises himself and occasionally gives an extremely vague description of a gimmicky scene that he had in mind. He doesn't say anything about the craft of filmmaking or the process of how he would have actually made this movie.
The amount of information this documentary tells you could be summed up in a single-page article. This film is, plain and simple, for easily impressed people who don't know anything about filmmaking or Jodorowsky. One of its interminable filler segments is an incredibly lazy and superficial summary of Jodorowsky's filmography; this sequences would only be useful to someone who's never even heard of the man before. The filmmakers assume you are a complete know-nothing who will be impressed by the barest minimum of work, research and effort on their part.
The most inane time-waster was an absolutely eye-rolling sequence where some guy tells a pathetically dull story about how Jodorowsky gave him some pot laced with hallucinagens. It's the same story every sheltered white guy tells about the first time he took drugs, where he pathetically talks about this entry-level experience like it was something magically unique that never happened to anyone else. And this loser's story is set to a sequence where they just animated his words (like a first-year animation student's project whipped up in one night) because they had absolutely no worthwhile footage to show you.
If you're skeptical about my theory that this film was intended for easily-impressed people who know nothing about the field, a quick glance at the positive reviews validates my assertion. It speaks volumes when reviewers on IMDB call the film "spiritual enlightenment" while admitting they've never seen any of Jodorowsky's other films. If the only movies you ever watch are daytime TV and anything creative or interesting is foreign to you, then you will be impressed by this lazy documentary.