I read a review before entering the theater, and it said that the film made the reviewer wonder if he were losing his mind. The movie started, and the more I watched, the more I agreed, but maybe not for the same reasons. I found myself doubled up in giggling laughter many times, actually falling off my seat! There were minutes of footage of sand dunes and sand dunes and more sand dunes...and then, for no reason I could tell, a Leonard Cohen song would start up. Then more footage of the desert, maybe some verses out of the Koran..."In paradise, roasted pigeons fly into your open mouth"...more bleak footage, then another damn Leonard Cohen song that doesn't relate, then an interview with some German lizard collector wearing welding goggles, more footage with verses from the Koran, then yet another God damned Leonard Cohen song. I laughed myself breathless! The best thing that can be said is: The director got better with later movies.
Review of Fata Morgana
