I cried the first time that I experienced "Carne y Arena," and I cried for much of Iñárritu's discussion of this piece. It's a visceral, terrifying, profoundly moving experience that I left covered in dirt because it literally brought me to my knees. When he spoke, he expressed a great clarity and truth; that ideology now trumps humanity, and this was his effort to turn that tide. And that new technology and media hold an unimaginable, transcendental future, but you know these clowns out here are going to turn it into porn first. Read about it at Artnet.
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