Apocalypto: Mayans party like it’s 1999.
Am I the only person who thinks this is a great film? On the heels of the $370 million plus grossing, gay/S&M/Catholic soft core porno flick The Passion Of The Christ (2004), alcoholic mess Mel Gibson got to write his own ticket, and then went on to write, produce and direct this spectacular, career ending monstrosity of a movie. Apocalypto has some of the most amazing acting, sets, hair and make-up ever seen on the screen. It’s like Cecil B. DeMille and John Waters were directing simultaneously. The scene where the hero, forest dwelling Jaguar Paw (Rudy Youngblood whose career may have also been killed by this film) is taken captive and is about to be sacrificed to the Mayan Sun God (Kinich Ahau, played by the Sun it’s best on screen appearence since Antonioni’s Red Desert) is one of the most compelling, and whacked out scenes ever to (dis)grace the silver screen. Since it’s on cable nearly every day I’ve watched it dozens of times and it never fails to stun me. I especially love the little fat prince and the shaman’s ability to roll his eyes back in his head. I’ll not defend Mel Gibson’s drunken rants (which I find highly entertaining and can listen to over and over), and I can’t say I’ve liked his acting except the first two Mad Max flicks, but this one is a doozie. Worth setting your Tivo/DVR for.