One posÂsiÂble response to the tanÂtaÂlizÂing notion of a TerÂry Gilliam film about Don Quixote: How hasÂn’t he made one already? AnothÂer posÂsiÂble response: Wait, hasÂn’t he made one already? The Man Who Killed Don Quixote, which preÂmiered at Cannes last month, arrives 29 years after Gilliam first startÂed workÂing on it — and 16 years after Lost in La ManÂcha, a well-received docÂuÂmenÂtary about one of his failed attempts to shoot it. Long the perÂfect symÂbol of a “cursed” proÂducÂtion doomed to an eterÂniÂty in “develÂopÂment hell,” it has someÂhow come back from the dead, resÂurÂrectÂed by the sheer doggedÂness of Gilliam and his colÂlabÂoÂraÂtors, time and time again.
The movie even surÂvives John Hurt and Jean Rochefort, two of the stars preÂviÂousÂly signed on to play Quixote himÂself. (The list also includes Robert Duvall and Gilliam’s felÂlow Python Michael Palin.) Jonathan Pryce, best known at the moment as Game of Thrones’ High SparÂrow, has ultiÂmateÂly takÂen on the role, havÂing been attached to play othÂers in the project over the preÂviÂous decades. But just as Gilliam’s film doesÂn’t straightÂforÂwardÂly adapt CerÂvantes’ clasÂsic of SpanÂish litÂerÂaÂture, Pryce doesÂn’t straightÂforÂwardÂly porÂtray CerÂvantes’ iconÂic charÂacÂter. He does it, rather, through a SpanÂish shoeÂmakÂer who truÂly believes he is CerÂvantes’ iconÂic charÂacÂter, havÂing played him in a stuÂdent film years before.
The stuÂdent filmÂmakÂer has grown up to become a cynÂiÂcal adman, one meant to be played in preÂviÂous verÂsions of The Man Who Killed Don Quixote by Robin Williams, JohnÂny Depp, Ewan McGreÂgor, and Jack O’ConÂnell. In the trailÂer above you’ll see the charÂacÂter played by Adam DriÂver, who in recent years has fast ascendÂed into the realm of indie-film royÂalÂty. WhereÂas earÂliÂer scripts flung him back through time from modÂern day into 17th-cenÂtuÂry Spain, this one stays in the present and forces him to conÂfront the outÂsized impact of his small film on the even smallÂer vilÂlage in which he shot it. And so the stoÂry of the film, not just the stoÂry behind it, takes on themes of the unpreÂdictable comÂpliÂcaÂtions, conÂseÂquences, and even danÂgers of filmÂmakÂing.
Those comÂpliÂcaÂtions have ground on for The Man Who Killed Don Quixote. The latÂest manÂiÂfesÂtaÂtion of the film’s supÂposed curse takes the form of a lawÂsuit by a forÂmer proÂducÂer, Paulo BranÂco, who insists he still owns the rights to it. Gilliam’s curÂrent proÂducÂer says othÂerÂwise, but their recent loss in the Paris Court of Appeals has givÂen the notoÂriÂousÂly forceÂful BranÂco reaÂson — valid or not, nobody seems quite able to say — to pubÂlicly declare vicÂtoÂry. WhichevÂer parÂty will finalÂly have to cough up howÂevÂer much monÂey to setÂtle all of this, the epic jourÂney of Gilliam’s Don Quixote project looks as if it has entered its home stretch. HowÂevÂer the world receives the film itself, Gilliam’s fans can almost cerÂtainÂly look forÂward to anothÂer acclaimed docÂuÂmenÂtary about it as well.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
TerÂry Gilliam Reveals the Secrets of MonÂty Python AniÂmaÂtions: A 1974 How-To Guide
Yale Presents a Free Online Course on Miguel de CerÂvantes’ MasÂterÂpiece Don Quixote
GusÂtave Doré’s ExquisÂite EngravÂings of CerÂvantes’ Don Quixote
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities and culÂture. His projects include the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall or on FaceÂbook.