last night we saw the desert bride and we are the flesh, one sweet and gentle and one hallucinatory, dark and sexy. paulina garcia is a joy to behold as the hapless bride. she expresses all the things that can't be written in a script, her inner world is made palpable in her eyes. she goes on a hapless odyssey, and somehow because she is dreaming she is protected. she's going to find her way through the desert.
we are the flesh happens all underground with a mad shaman and a brother and sister and it seems like after annihilation and collapse. it's another world being born in an earth womb the three create with the mad poet shaman as demiurge. he says our bodies aren't conveyances of spirit, the flesh itself is spirit, and we must honor it's eccentricities and impulses, and create whatever the spirit flesh impels us to. 
comet saw neither film. he was at his house. he would have enjoyed the desert bride and he'd be spooked by we are the flesh.