SIFF Capsule Review: Beautiful, intoxicating but also weird as shit, Alejandro Jodorowsky’s Endless Poetry is surrealism at its best—if surrealism is your thing (it probably isn’t). The movie, about a poet who joins a bohemian artist commune, plays like a conduit straight to Jodorowsky’s imagination, a film that actually maintains—somehow—a rather straightforward narrative but spirals into dreamlike segments in seemingly 30-second increments.
Endless Poetry deserves tremendous respect, but whether you’ll like it is another story. As well made as it is, the film’s story becomes tedious after a while; watching a pushover poet navigate his life for two hours isn’t very interesting, to the degree where fast-forwarding becomes just as rewarding as actually watching it.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.