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Surrealist Artist Dom Dirtee Thinks Both Sides Are Drinking the Kool-Aid

(Photo: Tara Yarlagadda)

It was a boiling-hot day in Brooklyn when I strolled by a dull gray electrical box and glimpsed vivid shades of red, purple and blue. The square black sticker pasted onto the box contained a blue angelic figure with red wings kneeling in prayer beneath a bizarre hodgepodge of images depicting the decrepit state of America today: pills—possibly a nod to the opioid epidemic—logos for Fox News and Vice, Facebook and Twitter social media icons, an iPhone, an AK-47, an Amazon box, and an array of dollar bills upon dollar bills. Scrawled in tiny white font beneath the image were the words Dom Dirtee.
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Careful, Don’t Trip When You Run to IFC Center to See The Holy Mountain

The flame-throwing guitar in Mad Max: Fury Road was cool and all, but it wasn’t cinema’s first weaponized six-string. That distinction may well belong to the one in The Holy Mountain. If you don’t remember it (it appears at the 1:04 mark in the trailer above), it’s probably because there’s just that much batshit stuff going on in Alejandro Jodorwosky’s surrealist masterpiece. You’re more likely to remember the “sanctuary of 1,000 testicles,” or the “love machine” that makes Woody Allen’s Orgasmatron look like a pocket vibe (what’s with movies released in 1973 and sex machines?). Or the bloody battle between frogs and chameleons dressed in Aztec and Conquistador outfits.

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