domenica, agosto 15, 2004

:: reflections of a 'gospel of wonders' ::

on the surface, 'the gospel of wonders' might seem really stupid and boring, and confusing (actually i still think it is) but anyway to make my 9bux worth it and also becuz i feel this impending urge to analyse it... (i think i'm a rationalising freak, everytime there's something i dun understand, i got to rationalise it... and i got to get the answer to all my questions too).
i think this movie proves once more that a utopian world will never exist, as seen in 'brave new world' and '--- -------'. somehow, it seems that the typical sins are inborn in all of us. there doesn't seem to be a way where we can protect ourselves from each other and from ourselves. despite all the precautions taken to preserve the only 'human' left in the new world, (brave new world), it was unable to stop him from taking his own life. Similarly in this movie, despite all the cries and promises of joyousness, of salvation from the end of the world and of unadulterated heavenly peace, 'los sublimos' still ended up commiting one of the greatest sins - murder.
maybe the whole big deal of life is not about protecting ourselves from the 'tools of the devil' (as many religious grps or more like cults put it) - like money... (this cult went even as far as to say tt movies are evil) as can be seen in this film, despite all the precautions taken, i think, we need to protect ourselves from ourselves more then we need protection from any other things.
it seems to me that humans are simply unable to put their faith in an idea, a belief, and to put our faith in ourselves, we have to worship something else... the simple idea of a God existing is not enough for us... we just HAVE to have a idol, something to put on the altar, on the wall... like dolls, statues, crosses, figurines... i think i would be more interested in a religion that didn't have an object to represent it. (but i think that's almost impossible, anyone know of a religion such as this, pls drop me a note!)
hmmm... i like the idea of an inherent madness in us. (yo, AG, that would help us rationalise a bit, it's ok to be a bit cranky after all u know! haha) Just look at Tomasa, young, beautiful, at the brink of puberty, handed a computer and a title of 'the new virgin' (ie. the chosen one they believe would bring forth the second christ) and there she goes creating her weird rules.. (or rather, hallucinating that God has talked to her and given her various tasks)... the entire setting just looked so weird and creepy to me, it's like there's something majorly wrong in there and i just wanna get out of it asap!
the film reminded me a little of this old film 'the gods must be crazy' (think most of u shld have caught it by now, it's hilarious isn't it) anyway, it's kind of paralleled here. Tomasa has a gameboy and a flower tattoo on the arm as well as knows how to play games on the computer. the prophet, took these as signs that she was the messiah... that all these were signs fr above that she would be the new virgin... ok, i dunno to laugh at the ridiculous nature of it or to cry at the fates of all those who would be under her tutelage!
till now i have no idea what the ending means... i would like to think that they adopted an egyptian style to mama dorita's burial... maybe those guilty of butchering fidel ate blue paint or some kind of poison and committed mass suicide and tomasa and her remaining faithful followers were buried or jumped off the cliff or sth (simply, just die) together with the mummified corpse of mama dorita. then the film-crazed papa basilio somehow managed to get this all down on film which he spends the rest of his life watching! hahaha....

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