El Topo

 

Okay, so I’m now more than certain that I’ve found the ultimate film for totally alienating people, El Topo.  That’s right kids, if you ever want to get people thinking you’re a pervert or weirdo or Communist or whatever then show them this film.  If there’s somebody in your office you don’t like and want them to back the fuck off, lend them this movie and say it’s one of your favourites.

 

This movie is like knowing what the matrix is in that movie called The Matrix, you have to seek it out in order to be remotely prepared for it.  If somebody else just busted it on you it would be overwhelming and possibly lethal.  But for those of us who have sought it out and found it, it feels like destiny, only kinda perverted.

 

Through my research into the art of cinema I read about this film a couple of times.  It has largely been considered the Holy Grail of cult of movies because it was difficult to track down.  By the time the VHS format of home video came about this film had been locked away as a result of a feud between the director and the distributor.  The films of Alejandro Jorodowsky have never been available for retail sale on home video or seen any official reprise theatrical screenings but have remained in circulation due to piracy and have remained in the public’s conscience due to word of mouth.

 

Recently Jorodowsky and his producer actually made nice and now the films, including El Topo, are available on DVD format in a nice box set.  I had read much about these films and so I bought this affordable box set having never seen them. 

 

I’m pretty sure that if some sort of authoritarian dictatorship ever takes over that mere possession of these films will be construed as some form of dissent or at least perversion punishable by years in a gulag.  Until then, you’re all welcome to drop by and watch the weirdest fucking movie you’ll ever see.  But you might want to stretch first.  Not your legs, but that can’t hurt either.  I mean stretch your mind.  Warm up with a little 2001: A Space Odyssey, then some Mullholland Drive and then a few days of drugs in a room wallpapered in mirrors and lit with a strobe light.

 

I’ll tell you a lot about the plot since you’re probably never going to see this and you really need to understand how weird this thing is.  It might sound like I’m giving away a lot of this movie, but there is so much more that I’m just giving you the tip of ice burg.  This film is sort of tied together by the cowboy genre.  We meet the hero, El Topo, riding through the desert in a slick black outfit. 

 

El Topo has an intense stare, like all cowboy heroes, but we find out that he is way more powerful.  It turns out that his presence alone can kill rabbits.  At one point El Topo goes to meet a man who maintains a small rabbit farm.  The farmer says he knew El Topo was coming because the rabbits started dying several hours ago.  Once El Topo enters the rabbit pen, the rabbits start croaking left right and centre at a rapid rate.  I found this odd, but kinda understood it.  I mean, if Clint Eastwood’s stare can intimidate men shouldn’t it be able to kill something as jumpy as a rabbit?  I would’ve liked to have seen this in more of Clint’s movies.  Maybe have him light cigars by staring at them.  Maybe turn a lake into a geyser with his presence.  There’s an untapped potential here.

 

El Topo has a young protégé (many viewers feel this is also his son though it is never explicitly stated) who only wears a hat.  I realize that if most guys had a choice of only one article of clothing they’d probably go with something to contain/protect their penises, but I think a hat makes more sense.  You don’t get blinded if sun shines in you penis, and if you’re one of those vain types, you’re better off protecting your face from sun damage seeing as your dick and ball sack are already wrinkly anyway.

 

El Topo tells his protégé to bury a portrait of his mother and his first childhood toy because he’s a man now.  El Topo plays a flute while the protégé does so and they ride off to find a small town entirely slaughtered.  The only man left crawling alive won’t tell them anything and just begs to be mercykilled.  El Topo passes the pistol to his protégé who obliges the man’s wish.

 

So this movie doesn’t sound too fucked up so far, right?  Just wait!  El Topo notices some bandits in the distance and starts to ride towards them.  One of the bandits is romantically kissing ladies shoes before arranging them on some rocks and shooting them.  Another makes an outline of a lady using pebbles on the ground and tries to snuggle with it.  And the more normal one of the three is doing samurai tricks to prepare banana splits for himself.  A cute party trick that I think we’d all like to be capable of.

 

El Topo confronts the bandits.  One takes out a balloon and inflates it and puts it on the ground and they all wait until it’s deflated then quickdraw.  The weird thing is that only two of them want to quickdraw and somehow El Topo knows which two without any words spoken between them.  The banana samurai is left and he jumps off his horse and throws a shotgun at El Topo and somehow he knows that what the banana samurai wants to do it fence with the shotguns instead of shooting each other with them.  He gets the banana samurai to tell him that the carnage back at the village was caused by The Colonel and he tells El Topo where to find him.

 

El Topo and his protégé show up at the monastery where The Colonel and his band of bandits live.  The bandits have weird ways of amusing themselves such as playing horsie on the backs of imprisoned monks and using ping pong paddles as whips to make them trot faster.  I’ve been to monasteries and have never felt like doing this.  El Topo kills The Colonel and all his bandits and frees his slave.  The slave is a pretty lady and so El Topo tells his protégé to depend on no one and that he is ditching him for the lady.

 

The lady tells El Topo that she only wants to love the best and that he must kill the other great gunfighters of the desert in order to win her love.  Pretty fucking demanding for the recently emancipated if you ask me.  The gunfighters are a crazy bunch of characters.  One is blind and has figured out a way to relax his flesh so the bullets pass smoothly through him and cause little damage.  One is obsessed with delicacy and builds really delicate twig sculptures but has a pet lion on a leash.  I guess somebody already owned the china shop containing a bull.

 

El Topo kills his way to final gunfighter who has a magic reflective butterfly net which he uses to send any bullets fired at him back in the opposite direction.  The final gunfighter decides to be a huge prick and kills himself, thus robbing El Topo of his victory.  El Topo goes mad and breaks up with his lady (who has now physically split into two women anyway).

 

El Topo spirals into madness and awakens in a cave with a bunch of deformed people.  The deformed people tell him that they have all been thrown into this pit because the people in the village consider them freaks and that their deformities keep them from climbing out.

 

El Topo vows to escape the pit and dig them a tunnel to the village so that they can integrate and live normally.  El Topo takes a midget woman and they climb out.  El Topo quickly goes into town and starts raising funds for digging tools.  He and the midget lady do a cute little Charley Chaplin routine busking in the street and people seem to like it.  I actually found it pretty cute myself, and I fucking hate buskers.

 

But there’s a problem with the church in this village.  The church is based on the game Russian Roulette.  Every week at mass the priest puts a bullet into a pistol and spins the chamber and gives it to people gathered for enlightenment.  Somebody in the crowd puts the gun to their temple and pulls the trigger and when they don’t blow their head off everybody screams “It’s a miracle!”  That’s more luck than a miracle in my book.  The whole thing goes south when a little boy ends up blowing his own head off.  Happy first communion in the Church of Russian Roulette, dummy.  The priest starts looking around the church and thinking about going back to the old ways of just talking to people about Jesus but figures fuck it.  The crowd has moved on to a new form of enlightenment where they get guys to wrap barbed wire around their fists and fight in the street.  The barbed wire boxers are now also stealing the crowd from El Topo and the midget lady who now must find new dangerous ways to support their tunnelling venture.

 

There are many further developments remaining in the plot.  I’d say I’m leaving them as surprises for you, but I think the biggest surprise to you may be that this film actually exists and therefore any further plot points in it pale in comparison.  If you actually watch this film you’ll realize that all the stuff I’ve told you about so far isn’t really a surprise that I’ve given away.  Every wacky detail in each scene is a surprise in this crazy movie so it’s not like I’ve even covered a quarter of the insanity of El Topo.

 

I have this friend who whenever he has get-togethers at his place he puts on some music and then puts on a video on his television and presses mute.  He says it’s “background”.  Kinda like how my mum puts out little candy dishes for her guests to nibble on.  Putting on “background” video is like a little something for your eyes to nibble on.  I think putting on El Topo as background would be like putting out a candy dish full of sour patch kids.  They look like regular candy, but they’re not a sweet little distraction, they’re an overwhelming taste experience.

 

When I throw my housewarming party I’ll put on El Topo as my “background” and see how many repeat guests I get for my next party.  Probably just a bunch of freaks and perverts.  But that’s okay.  Maybe I’ll even dress up as El Topo for Halloween next year and that way anybody who guesses what my costume is I’ll know is a maniac.

 

It’s said that this film got big in the early 1970s because audiences wanted an alternative to mainstream cinema.  No fucking shit.  If El Topo is an alternative to mainstream cinema then jumping in a tornado must be a logical alternative to relaxing in a hammock.

 

Most films have tag lines like:

 

“Revenge was all he had.”

 

or

 

“Love was their escape.”

 

Or

 

“Nobody can outrun their past.”

 

El Topo’s official tag line was

 

See the naked young Franciscans whipped with cactus. See the bandit leader disemboweled. See the priest ride into the sunset with a midget and her newborn baby. What it all means isn't exactly clear, but you won't forget it.”

 

 

 

 

A-fuckin’-men.