wild@sun.uucp (Will Doherty) (06/22/85)
Last night, I saw the film "Pink Narcissus" at the Castro Theater. (I couldn't get in to "Novembermoon" because the line for the show ran at least four blocks, and they stopped selling tickets for it.) "Pink Narcissus" is a surrealistic portrayal of a young man in an alienating world. The boy, played by attractive Bobby Kendall, wanders through varied dreamscapes simultaneously, resplendent with sensuality. The movie, created in 1971, opens with the metamorphosis of a cocoon into a butterfly. At times we are in the semi-animated outdoors with the boy and the butterfly, treated to incredibly tactile scenes of self-titillation with a blade of grass, sometimes at high magnification. If not there, we may be in the boy's chamber, baroquely furnished with mirrors and gold ornamentation. One fantasy takes place in a public urinal, another with a male belly dancer, and yet another in a strangely Daliesque city ostensibly outside the boy's windows. The film was strange and sensual. I recommend it highly. Will Doherty ucbvax!sun!oscar!wild PS: I'm fairly new to the Bay Area (living in Mountain View) and I'd like to meet motss' who live around here.