Review of Golem

Filtered as if from an insane technicolor stroboscopic, and yet, from the most gloomy and pathetic gloom, Pernat, guinea pig of undesirable times, (those that come after the nuclear), embodies in this dystopian and sly narrative artifact by Szulkin and Sobolweski , the execrable postmodern purpose of eugenics, an intention that since Shelley was Prometheus failed, let's add to this improved man token, the mantra of the "scientists" who claim to improve it: <Remember, Happiness is your dutty>. So, the world survived, if you want to understand it that way, the nuclear offensive and counteroffensive; only so that, through the streets there are regiments, in redoubled step, as if they were musical war bands, and the Cinemas, which by the way show porn, like the Cinema Palace, keep inside the Church of the Transfiguration of Jesus. You have to go in!, and sing the "happy dorm, happy dorm" that works like a soma from Huxley's Brave New World. Now, does anyone give a dim who Pernat, this unwitting test subject, was, after all they took him from a prison. I am referring to when they begin to investigate the laboratory, after - by mistake, according to them, Pernat escaped - going to his attic, a cubbyhole that not even Faust would want to summon Mephistopheles, as if that were not enough, in the building where the apartment there is another collection of neighbors who, let's say, stroll through reality from time to time: the famous Holtrum, or Rozyna, aggressive whore who defends her brother, not because he is her brother but perhaps because of the 70 IQ that the guy must have to concentrate and cross four coherent words per minute (mostly offending father), and there's also dr. With bottle-bottomed glasses that for the first time says to Pernat, "you are an empty clay shell", which would make sense of the other neighbor who a few minutes before handed him, in the grimy corridors, a stack of dry seeds or shells what are they? "People, millions of people," he replies. I highly doubt that out of every thousand people who enjoy this work of cinematic art, 5 other than me find a sinister fascination in more than two scenes, like when they enter through the window of Pernat's room to fix his oven? And then we see him hanging from the building upside down like the Fool from the Tarot cards, or the elderly woman making the dolls of - who knows whose owners - but Pernat is not allowed to check under the doll's wig and in fact , Dr's daughter, checks Pernat's bald head while he checks the dolls, asking "do you still have the name of the doll's owner?" , the girl smiles nervously and replies "nobody checks under the wigs" . The most disturbing part, the cornerstone premise of eugenics, is when the "scientists" predict Pernat's imminent rebellion and, at that time, Pernat finds Rozyna crying, invites her to the movies, a key moment where she confesses why her father he does not love them, neither her nor her brother, because the father curses that there is no perfection of him in both. But this same scene, which has made me laugh sinisterly, perhaps because of the resonance with today because of the way in which what is only media is idolized, the scene, continues on the escalator as if it were a subway or underground train and while they ascend , from several TV screens of different sizes come the massive screams that mix with the strident rock vocalist in full concert on screen. Seeing Rozyna excitedly shouting "look, people!" Pernat tells him, but do you think they are real, that they exist? And when I reach the bottom of the stairs with the spotlight against me, I happen to Pernat like Truman in "Truman show" by crossing the screen and breaking it. There is not everything he saw, only the guitarist and the cameraman with the empty seats and seats around him. The furnace with the charred body, the rats frolicking in his attic he waded up the stairs to Rozyna playing with her broken doll, poof! Masterpiece!