Thursday, September 25, 2008

The Fountain

In the world we live in today, the only heroes of the world are comedy stars. Children of the world are trying to find suitable models in Seth Rogen and Ben Stiller, when these men are making nothing but innuendo jokes and farting here and there. I'm not one to talk, knowing my friends and I watch these movies all the time. Zoolander is pure hilarity. At one particular movie session, my friends and I were downstairs in my friend's basement, watching a movie the atmosphere of which was not commonly experienced. At least not by our social group. This movie was 'The Fountain', a strange independent film the likes of which the world has never seen before. The film consisted of three narratives of different characters. The first, Tomas, is a Spanish conquistador who has disgraced several Mayan Gods, and has unleashed a grim Pandora's Box of curses and darkness that constantly plague and pox him like a plague...or a pox. He is seeking the Fountain of Youth. The next story is of Tom, played by the same actor. He plays a modern time veterinarian who is involved in a romance with a strangely naive daughter of a corporate executive. This bit of the movie is shot in one camera, and has very low production values. It gives off the feel of a second rate soap opera. They probably spent all their money on an extremely lifelike model orangutang which is featured heavily. The third part of this film focuses on Thomas, a space traveler who is stuck on an island with only a tree. This part consists mainly of the protagonist peeling bark off the tree, chewing it, and turning it (somehow) into ink. In the end, it turns out the 'Fountain of Youth' takes its own form in everyone's lives. For Tomas it is in the form of the real Fountain of Youth, discovered in an old Mayan tomb. For Tom it is the naive daughter of a corporate executive he loves so much (this revelation consists of a scene where he quite literally drinks her). And for Tom it is the tree has has forever lived with, and its water was the ink that formed from his saliva. What a twist!
Whew. That took a while. Blog done.

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