Seeds of Tragedy

What an amazing, unexpected treat. Lorenz Tate, from Dead Presidents fame seals the journey this glorious film encourages us to undertake. My only points of reference were the afore mentioned Lorenz Tate, a truly soulful actor and Martin Donovan, a mysterious and classically unconventional director, I wasn't at all prepared by the jolting surprises, visual and emotional the film had in store for me. It changes style every time that the "seed of tragedy" changes hands. The opening is like a fairy tale, mystic, beautiful, strange, with a performance by Lucino Hernandez that defies description. The film moves through South America with a wink to the early Luis Bunuel. The arrival to Texas is pure Sam Peckinpah, even the score reminds us of "The Getaway" as the journey continues, glimpses of Sam Fuller, Douglas Sirk and Scorsese take us to the emotional wallop of the end, courtesy of another Tate, Lhamar, with another moving, powerful performance. I was and still am kind of numb. I loved the poetry and the daringness. I want to see it again, but the film is not listed anywhere. Did I imagine the whole thing? I hope not and I hope you all can see it too. It doesn't look or feel like anything you've ever seen before, at least not in one single film.