Review: The Milky Way

Milky Way is intelligent but pretentious, sardonic but callous.

The Milky Way
Photo: Rialto Pictures

In The Last Sigh, Luis Buñuel suggests that “The Milky Way, The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie, and The Phantom of Liberty form a kind of trilogy, or rather a triptych. All three have the same themes, the same grammar; and all evoke the search for truth, as well as the necessity of abandoning it as soon as you’ve found it. All show the implacable nature of social rituals; and all argue for the importance of coincidence, of a personal morality, and of the essential mystery in all things, which must be maintained and respected.”

Buñuel and Jean-Claude Carrière wrote The Milky Way’s first draft in 1967 at the Parador Cazorla in the Andalusian mountains. A year and countless discourses later on “the Holy Trinity, the dual nature of Christ, and the mysteries of the Virgin Mary,” the script was completed. The film starts promisingly enough with Buñuel and Carrière likening points on a map to stars in the sky—a conflation of cultural tradition and transcendental ambition. Two French beggars are making their way to Santiago de Compostela in Spain, and via a series of endless diversions, the filmmakers begin to takes repetitive jabs at dogma and heresy.

Suggesting a heresy itself, Milky Way is disconcerting in its randomness and monotonous in its arguments. It’s funny in parts (such as the demystification of Jesus’s beard during a goofy flashback, or when a beggar fantasizes about the Pope’s death and the man sitting next to him swears that he hears the execution), and it’s easy to see why it’s considered a precursor of sorts to Monty Python’s Life of Brian and The Meaning of Life, but unlike The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie and The Phantom of Liberty, it’s unusually heavy on its feet for something so picaresque. Not for nothing did Jonathan Rosenbaum, in a 1972 article for Sight and Sound, describe The Milky Way as coming “dangerously close to being all notations and no text.”

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Buñuel was frustrated by the critical indifference with which Milky Way was greeted, which may explain why he says in The Last Sigh that the film is “neither for nor against anything at all,” and though he evocatively reads the story as a “journey through fanaticism,” this devoted fan of the Spanish auteur can’t think of more damning evidence against the film’s value than its maker’s own ambivalence. Milky Way is intelligent but pretentious, sardonic but callous, and unlike, say, Simon of the Desert, its single-minded intentions lack for resonance.

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 Cast: Paul Frankeur, Laurent Terzieff, Alain Cuny, Édith Scob, Bernard Verley, François Maistre, Claude Cerval, Muni, Julien Bertheau, Ellen Bahl, Michel Piccoli, Agnès Capri, Michel Etcheverry, Pierre Clémenti, Georges Marchal, Jean Piat  Director: Luis Buñuel  Screenwriter: Luis Buñuel, Jean-Claude Carrière  Distributor: UMC Pictures  Running Time: 101 min  Rating: NR  Year: 1969  Buy: Video

Ed Gonzalez

Ed Gonzalez is the co-founder of Slant Magazine. A member of the New York Film Critics Circle, his writing has appeared in The Village Voice, The Los Angeles Times, and other publications.

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