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From the WSJ reviewer:
Every movie is a journey for the audience as much as for the hero: "Apocalypto" turns out to be a bloody tough slog for all concerned. After the first few impalements, amputations, rapes, eviscerations and beheadings, I thought Mel Gibson's Yucatec-language action adventure, set in the waning days of the Maya civilization, might well be the most obsessively, graphically violent film I had ever seen. By the end I felt sure it was the most obsessively, graphically violent film I'd ever seen, but equally sure that "Apocalypto" is a visionary work with its own wild integrity. And absolutely, positively convinced that seeing it once is enough for one lifetime.
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It's a moral fable about the primacy of the family, and other things as well: strong fathers; overcoming fear; standing up to corrupt authority (Mad Max careering even farther off-road); the need for new beginnings, the sanctity of the land and, again not surprisingly, given the radical fundamentalism of Mel Gibson's religious beliefs, a tacit rejection of the Christianity that arrives by Spanish galleon on the Yucatán shore. As one whose Yucatec-language skills are wanting, I can't pass judgment on the quality of the dialogue, or on the accuracy of the subtitles, which include the memorable phrase "We must not let this man make feet from us." I will tell you, though, that by the time Jaguar Paw's journey was over, I could not wait to make feet from the theater.
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I think that I'll skip this one
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