Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…
Beyond the Black Rainbow
Beyond Science. Beyond Sanity. Beyond Control.
Deep within the mysterious Arboria Institute, a disturbed and beautiful girl is held captive by a doctor in search of inner peace. Her mind controlled by a sinister technology. Silently, she waits for her next session with deranged therapist Dr. Barry Nyle. If she hopes to escape, she must journey through the darkest reaches of The Institute, but Nyle wonʼt easily part with his most gifted and dangerous creation.
"No matter where you go - There you are." B. Banzai
Beyond the Black Rainbow starts out with 1 9 8 3, the year of my birth, my first breath. We then read the words: "A state of mind, a way of being, A practical application of an abstract ideal, Born of a dream to create a reality, A different way to think, A new wave to live, A perfect way to believe."
The film starts out with heavy use of red and ends with a heavy saturation of violet, from elementary science you learn the name Roy G. Biv, to remember the colors of the rainbow.
Panos Cosmatos has created a hypnotic masterpiece. I was literally transfixed to the…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Beyond the Black Rainbow is a film swimming in its own vomit of filmic references. It’s an aesthetically stylish pastiche of ‘70s and ‘80s science fiction cinema without the big ideas to back up its bold and arresting images. No doubt it is a film that will find a small and vocal band of followers who find its trippy atmosphere an unforgettable sensory experience or discover greater depth to its underwritten plot and ambiguous images. For those, like me, annoyed by its cribbed style and arty abstraction it is a far more frustrating experience.
Set in an alternate 1983 a mute, telepathic prisoner (Elena) is kept in an isolated research facility and forced to endure ponderous meetings with an evil…
If Argento, Lynch, and Kubrick had a baby it would be called "Beyond the Black Rainbow". Imagine the last 15 minutes of 2001 stretched out to a 2 hour film and you pretty much get the vibe of this. It's also got a very John Carpenterish score that rocks. I don't know what kind of Kool-Aid Panos Cosmatos is drinking but if he's gonna make films like this let's hope he keeps it up.
I totally get the hate for this film, but fuck you and you're wrong.
BEYOND THE BLACK RAINBOW is like nothing I have seen before. It wears its influences on its sleeve but instead of just being a winking a homage or mishmash of prior sci-fi, Panos Cosmatos takes these influences and creates something new and completely original. The use of color in this film is simply criminal. It is just too fucking good. No film should be this visually arresting. In fact, every aesthetic facet of this film is outstanding, from the colors to the set design to the music. BEYOND THE BLACK RAINBOW is a bizarre, hypnotic, haunting experience like no other.
And yet the film is not…
Do you hear that? It's the sound of your mind melting from watching Beyond the Black Rainbow.
Put David Cronenberg, David Lynch, Stanley Kubrick, and Thx1138 in a blender. Hit puree. Garnish with a twist of slasher movie and enjoy.
Taste the rainbow.
Deliciously weird and awesomely retro, BTBR is a stunning debut from Panos Cosmatos. The soundtrack is phenomenal as are the two leads and it just has so much to say, giving you so much to consider.
The final 15 minutes kind of rush by causing the pacing to awkwardly change in the final moments, but I still definitely recommend this...
...With a strong joint.
Bullshit screenplay that seems written by a nerdish 15-year old, but some beautiful shots and nice music. The super slow pacing, an abuse of superimposition and maybe one of the worst actors ever make the whole experience quite excruciating.
Hypnotic scifi/horror hybrid set in the eighties because - just a guess - computers looked cooler back then and the music was better, at least in the movies. Cosmatos (over)uses Panavision scope lenses, slow motion, superimpositions, double-exposures and a fantastic, gut-rumbling synth soundtrack to create an oppressive atmosphere reminiscent of Argento, Tarkovski, Russell and even Kubrick. It's a real shame, then, that he doesn't really seem to know how to wrap up this peculiar trip: the last ten minutes are so bafflingly generic it looks like someone just taped another movie over Cosmatos' ending (a common mistake in the eighties, kids).
Visually stunning, but ultimately dull. This one may need another watch.
I was looking forward to watching this... and it was a huge disappointment. Visually very appealing, it was very different. The problem with the whole fucking movie is it didn't make sense at all. It felt like I was watching a video made fore artistic purposes that went on for way too long. The actors did well with the lines they had. Just.... if you're into very abstract movies then this is definitely the thing for you.
Attempt to make a cult/midnight movie is a failure on almost every level. The film starts out promisingly enough with a fake filmstrip talking about a new fad/pop psychology method with a host/founder of the method that looks like Carl Sagan. It's an amusing start to a film that is weird for weird's sake. The plot has something to do with a girl with telekinetic powers trapped in some kind of a psychiatric ward where she appears to be the only patient. There's something to do with aliens and alien forces. The film may be stylish but it doesn't make a lick of sense and this is not one of those films like MULLHOLLAND DRIVE where the film invites you to figure it out. There's nothing to figure out, it's just weird and it's also a bad movie. Skip it.
An incoherent pastiche of popular surrealism. Though it could be useful as an example of how NOT to make self referential cinema, surreal or otherwise. Totally devoid of drama, unlike the films it's trying to be. And yes, Kenneth Anger's work had catharsis and story, so does Lynch and Jordowsky. Don't waste your time, and re-watch 'El Topo' or 'Scorpio Rising', or better yet, Luis Bunuel's 'Los Olvidados', or even way-better, watch 'Pandora's Box', it should be weird enough for you.
This exceeded all expectations. Exactly what I crave in a film ambitious, creative, without apology.
A cinematic mixtape comprised entirely of second-hand scenes and aesthetics from 70s and 80s genre works: the sets are from THX-1138, Dark Star and 2001, the score is a moody, MOOG-y approximation of John Carpenter and Wendy Carlos, the scene where a character removes his hairpiece and human contact lenses is from The Man Who Fell to Earth, the central trippy hallucination sequence is Altered States, the psychic girl crushing someone's head with her mind is from The Fury, and the Sentionauts are Daft Punk. The plot is wafer thin and barely existent, and while the visuals are arresting, the whole thing is really just a 20 minute short film that has quite literally been stretched out to feature length by slowing the frame rate of every shot and scene, and delivering what few lines of dialogue there are in....the....most....drawn....out...fashion....possible....
- Only God Forgives
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
- Spring Breakers
- A Field in England
- A Page of Madness
- Un Chien Andalou
- L'âge d'or
- Meshes of the Afternoon
A big collection of films that might be considered as strange, mindfucking, surreal and weird. Sorted by year. Suggestions are…
- The Cremaster Cycle
- Sweet Movie
- The Holy Mountain
- Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me
ranges from entry-level weird to...Cremaster
not necessarily disturbing, but it helps