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doctor parnassus, i presume

The visuals in The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus are a return to form for Terry Gilliam. The establishing shots of unusual landscapes, particularly the deserts and mountains, but most especially the monastery, were magnificent on the level of Darnkness' tower from Time Bandits. The contrast and saturation, vertical pans to expose and enforce the cheated perspective, the details layered so thickly they nearly transcend to synaesthesia and produce their own scent, and overall the glory that can be found in false shabbiness -- these are all in abundance. I am so happy to have seen such a feast of loveliness. 

The performances are great, all around. Christopher Plummer is fabulous as the doctor, which surprised me -- considering the hullaballoo around Heath Ledger's unfortunate death during production, and his prominence on the cover and marketing materials, I had assumed that he'd be the titular character. 

It's the story which has left me cold, in its ambiguity and unclear wandering. It would give too much away, but I suspect that the movie's villain is not Mr. Nick, but another character. Or perhaps the traveling Imaginarium's audience is the main villain. Gilliam shows each crowd as being purely concerned with its own fulfillment, pursuing things crassly and selfishly. I will end up watching it again at some point, just to try and figure it out a bit more.

And to soak up those visuals again. Just lovely. But I'd have to agree with this review: 

"Trying to puzzle out the theology here is like reading a Dr. Bronner’s soap bottle."

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