Review of El Topo (1970) by Pauline Kael for The New Yorker — 12 Feb 1982
Unfortunately, Jodorowsky is no Bunuel -- nor a Leone, for that matter -- and El Topo’s bloody odyssey, involving endless heavily symbolic encounters with the bizarre and fantastic, expresses the eternal tug of war between the savage and the spiritual in human nature on the most obvious level and in the most ponderous fashion.
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This review of El Topo (1970) was written by Pauline Kael and published by The New Yorker on 12 Feb 1982.
El Topo has generally received positive reviews.
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