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…
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…
Light. Red light. Yellow light. Sculpting with light. The 80s. The synthesizer. The power of the synthesizer. The power of the slow droney wail of the synthesizer. Light. Mirrors. Light. Subterranean thrill of prowling camera. Retro charm of computer interface. Mindscape. Kubrick. Lynch. Apichatpong. Unrequited love. Shiny yellow cube thing. Pulsing diamond-shaped white thing. Michael Rogers, best wacko scientist since Dieter Laser. Light. White light. Light. The sublime. The sublime. The sublime.
Als hätte Dario Argento Portal 2 gespielt und danach ein THX 1138 und Hellraiser Filmabend gemacht. Das klingt aber besser, als es ist, leider.
Es gelingt dem Film den Zuschauer in die bedrückende Qual und Sinnlosigkeit der drogeninduzierten Stimmung der Protagonisten hineinzuziehen. Bei mir ist davon Hauptsächlich Langeweile angekommen. Das einzig erwähnenswerte ist eine kurze Szenen mit einem verrückten Drogenzombie und der tolle Soundtrack.
It looks okay, it sounds great, it isn't much...
Beyond the Black Rainbow tips its hat to a lot of Sci-Fi movies from the past 50 years. I'm seeing a lot of 2001, some Blade Runner, and even some Silent Hill in there.
The problem is that those references, often visual ones, are the best part of the movie. The best scenes look like they belong to another, older, better film. The worst scenes look like a behind the scenes look at the making of Daft Punk's next album cover.
Speaking about Daft Punk, the score is the one great thing about this film, even though it too feels like a constant nod to the great soundtracks from recent Sci-Fi…
I loved the visuals and the music, but I had a harder time getting into the film based off of my high expectations. I wasn't completely turned off though and would love to experience the film again.
Well, Michael Rogers is one creepy motherfucker.
For every one genuinely thought-provoking, contemplative film, we get at least 3 films like this. I was honestly rooting for this one, as it looked it like something right up my alley. I honestly believe that Cosmatos had something on his hands that had the potential to become a heavy-hitting experimental venture about the mind, but it disintegrates right before his and the viewer's eyes.
There's a certain special charm to the majority of the major and the minor outings during the 70's and 80's in terms of science-fiction. There was a something in the air that caused the new-comers, the old dogs, and the in-between to pump out some of the most original and game-changing films that made heads…
Visually it's stunning but the snails pace and running time hinder it and the ending is a real damp squib. If it had been 80 minutes it would have worked a whole lot better as there isn't enough story to back up the stylish,trippy images. Still its a brave though obtuse stab at an 80's Sci- Fi Midnight Movie and Director Panos Cosmatos is one to keep an eye on for sure.
Haunting, thought provoking, confusing, and beautiful all in one. Imagine the end of 2001, but for an hour. Tough to describe my feelings, but for some reason I really loved it.
Si Alejandro Jodorowsky y Stuart Gordon tuvieran un hijo sería así. | <--esto en unas horas no tendrá sentido.
Mientras menos sepas mayor será la sorpresa.
Me hubiera encantado verla en pantalla grande.
- Only God Forgives
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
- Spring Breakers
- A Field in England
- 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
- All the Boys Love Mandy Lane
- American Mary
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