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Directed by | |||
| Luis Buñuel | |||
Writing credits(in alphabetical order) | ||
| Luis Alcoriza | uncredited | |
| José Bergamin | play (uncredited) | |
| Luis Buñuel | screenplay and dialogue | |
Produced by | |||
| Gustavo Alatriste | .... | producer | |
Original Music by | |||
| Raúl Lavista | |||
Cinematography by | |||
| Gabriel Figueroa | |||
Film Editing by | |||
| Carlos Savage | |||
Production Design by | |||
| Jesús Bracho | |||
Costume Design by | |||
| Georgette Somohano | |||
Makeup Department | |||
| Esperanza Gómez | .... | hair stylist | |
| Armando Meyer | .... | makeup artist | |
Production Management | |||
| Antonio de Salazar | .... | production manager | |
| Fidel Pizarro | .... | unit manager | |
Second Unit Director or Assistant Director | |||
| Ignacio Villareal | .... | assistant director | |
| Arturo Ripstein | .... | assistant director (uncredited) | |
Sound Department | |||
| José B. Carles | .... | sound | |
| Abraham Cruz | .... | sound editor | |
| James L. Fields | .... | sound | |
| Galdino R. Samperio | .... | sound recording engineer | |
Special Effects by | |||
| Juan Muñoz Ravelo | .... | special effects | |
Camera and Electrical Department | |||
| Ángel Corona | .... | still photographer | |
| Manuel González | .... | camera operator | |
| Daniel López | .... | lighting chief | |
Editorial Department | |||
| Sigfrido García | .... | assistant editor | |
Music Department | |||
| Pietro Domenico Paradisi | .... | composer: additional music | |
| Domenico Scarlatti | .... | composer: additional music | |
Other crew | |||
| Pedro López | .... | script supervisor | |
| Nicolás Rueda hijo | .... | title designer (as Nicolás Rueda Jr.) | |
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The Exterminating Angel, what a movie- I've seen it twice now and each time it went against (in the best possible way) my better logic. It's a work that's the product of a kind of madman place, and it stays impressive forty plus years later due to its humor. Like Dr. Strangelove, or maybe more so akin to a Kafka work submerged in Catholic plague, the film subverts expectations. At the start of the film, Luis Bunuel makes it clear as day that his only explanation is that its nonsense. If one were wanting to dig on a pure comedy level it would work because the dialog is so strange and out of place (if taken seriously) but consistently so, and the timing of the sort of downward spiral that plunges into the denouement (if there is one). If one were wanting to look at it for more of the technical reasons, its peerless- Bunuel has a steady, carefully controlled camera, quite tradition at times. But then at others he reveals his revealing, awesome flashes of symbolism, which may or may not fly over some viewers heads.
And then, if one were to go so far, on an existential level it goes into the realm of nothingness, a kind of study of how a nonsensical existence, trapped for reasons not made clear to the viewer (barely to the rich cast of bourgeois, a running gag almost), which also calls in the Kafka aspect. By the hand of a surrealist comes a deadpan satire, and it almost becomes a dark fable (the Catholic aspect to the film) by the end. It's a rather shocking film on the first try, which is why it probably had some controversy when it first opened. Giving it another chance, the film works better, on a more sensory level almost. This is the kind of film where you're either scratching your head and turning it off midway through, or laughing (while in the grips of cringing perhaps) and in a weird awe. One of Bunuel's very best Mexican films.