Quixote vive. This is the tagline of the last movie of that Monty Python's genius member Terry Gilliam. A proper example of development hell movie, since it took 20 years to see the light, the 78 yo american director shoot another ball hoping an overs as a sort of his last memory that hopefully will echoes for decades.
The title is pretty massive and straightforward since seems to tell in advance the ending of the movie, but, never underestimate Gilliam and at the end of this few lines i'll tell you the plot twist about the title.
The movie is gilliamesque as his own biography is entitled, where grottesque, humour, dreams, romance, bitterness and empathy are mashed in an explosion of feelings and emotions. Well sometimes they can't be caught by everyone but, i mean, you do not watch a gilliam movie if you don't wanna be confused after. What you see is what you get.
Ok, the movie in some shots is a little bit slower or almost boring but it remained on the gilliam's mind for 20 years and of course it is enlarged since the 80's.
Anyway, an eternal Jonhatan Pryce and a new comer Adam Driver will live a series of dreamful adventures and episodes that carries by hand the viewer to why we need an eternal dreamer and a brave warrior inside our souls which take care of impossible things and romances.
Scenography and soundtracks are as always really fitting, precise and passionating and Spain landscapes stimulate dreaming and evasion.
People, life, changes, improvements, decisions, those the atoms of which this movie is made of and Gilliam, underneath his funny and artistic face, hide an ocean of philosophy, big questions and sadnesses.
I will no longer bother you with my feelings, please have yourself a favour and watch that movie.
The man who killed don quixote is the leading actor which killed his inner don Quixote, addressing a life devoted to money and matters, devoid of dreams and ideals. But remember me, Quixote vive and he is immortal...