06-02-2009, 03:24 PM
The Portugese are raping the Brazilian "Indians" of all their resources (the whole beads for rainforest timber and gold and silver game). The French take notice and decide to play too. This leads to skirmishes between French and Portugese forces, and of course they use their Indians to do most of the fighting. Lots of wheeling and dealing to establish allegiances with different tribes.
During one such skimish, a Frenchman is captured by an Indian tribe that supports the French. This would seem a good thing. However, because he is captured with some Portugese (he was in hand-to-hand combat with them moments before), they believe he is Portugese. Nothing he says can convince them otherwise.
So the Indians explain the rules. He'll be living with them for the next 8 months, becoming a part of their tribe, even marrying one of their women, but at the end of that time they will eat him. The different body parts are already being apportioned among tribesmen and tribeswomen.
And so it goes. Extras on the disc include a couple of interviews, one with an Indian who says it's one of the most positive depictions of the indigenous Brazilians ever filmed. Indeed, they live in peace, do their thing, and in the end-- Well, they told him up front what was coming.
The Portugese and French are shown in a less positive light.
Lots of full frontal nudity, male and female, and also full rear. Brilliantly shot in a documentary style by an acclaimed cinematographer. The characters don't start clicking until late in the movie, but then I started getting into them. Some drum/chant music that becomes hypnotic. Best watched on acid while dressed in a Hawaiian shirt (sandals optional).
Unbenownst to me, while I was watching this, Air France flight 447 was going down in the Atlantic after leaving Brazil. Coincidence? Well, yeah. I mean, I sure didn't cause itby watching this movie. I'm starting to think the universe is composed of coincidences. Nothing but coincidences. It's only because there's so bloody many coincidences and they're constantly colliding with each other and giving off non-coincidental noise that we think coincidences are the rarest of events.
Anyway, that's enough philosophy for one sitting.
--cranefly
During one such skimish, a Frenchman is captured by an Indian tribe that supports the French. This would seem a good thing. However, because he is captured with some Portugese (he was in hand-to-hand combat with them moments before), they believe he is Portugese. Nothing he says can convince them otherwise.
So the Indians explain the rules. He'll be living with them for the next 8 months, becoming a part of their tribe, even marrying one of their women, but at the end of that time they will eat him. The different body parts are already being apportioned among tribesmen and tribeswomen.
And so it goes. Extras on the disc include a couple of interviews, one with an Indian who says it's one of the most positive depictions of the indigenous Brazilians ever filmed. Indeed, they live in peace, do their thing, and in the end-- Well, they told him up front what was coming.
The Portugese and French are shown in a less positive light.
Lots of full frontal nudity, male and female, and also full rear. Brilliantly shot in a documentary style by an acclaimed cinematographer. The characters don't start clicking until late in the movie, but then I started getting into them. Some drum/chant music that becomes hypnotic. Best watched on acid while dressed in a Hawaiian shirt (sandals optional).
Unbenownst to me, while I was watching this, Air France flight 447 was going down in the Atlantic after leaving Brazil. Coincidence? Well, yeah. I mean, I sure didn't cause itby watching this movie. I'm starting to think the universe is composed of coincidences. Nothing but coincidences. It's only because there's so bloody many coincidences and they're constantly colliding with each other and giving off non-coincidental noise that we think coincidences are the rarest of events.
Anyway, that's enough philosophy for one sitting.
--cranefly