Have you ever had one of those books that sat on the store shelves for years and although it looked interesting, there was always something ethereal that kept you from buying and reading it? Son of the Gun was that book for me. I’d read bits of Jodorowsky‘s works here and there and he always comes up on the experimental film lists that I haunt but I never thought too seriously about him and his work. Why? I really don’t know. I’ve been missing out because of it though.
I have this theory that some creators – not all, some people just make experimental works – make experimental works because they’ve already made the most perfect basic, straightforward narrative that they can possibly make. The simplest example of this for me is David Lynch’s Elephant Man. The movie is damn near perfect. But Lynch did not stop there – he has since gone on and pushed the bounds of visual storytelling in just about everything he’s done since – some good, some bad and some great but he’s always tested the waters.
Having read Son of the Gun, I can completely understand why Jodorowsky made such out-there experimental films as Santa Sangre, El Topo and The Holy Mountain - he has all of the basics of visual storytelling mastered. There is nothing about Son of the Gun that has never been done before, except the way these specific details were put together in the same book and that is incredible storytelling. Son of the Gun has given me a new creator with a world of stories that I must experience.