<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>John Boorman - vo.rs</title><link>https://vo.rs/tags/john-boorman/</link><description>Latest from the John Boorman desk at vo.rs.</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><copyright>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2025 12:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://vo.rs/tags/john-boorman/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Zardoz: Boorman's Folly and the Case for Watching It Anyway</title><link>https://vo.rs/screen/zardoz-boormans-folly-and-the-case-for-watching-it-anyway/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;The image that has followed &lt;em&gt;Zardoz&lt;/em&gt; around for fifty years is Sean Connery in a red loincloth and thigh-high leather boots, a bandolier across his bare chest and a ponytail down his back, glowering out from beneath a Zapata moustache. It is a genuinely funny costume, and it has done the film a lasting disservice, because the still gets shared and the film goes unwatched. John Boorman made &lt;em&gt;Zardoz&lt;/em&gt; in 1974, one film after &lt;em&gt;Deliverance&lt;/em&gt; had turned him into a director studios would hand money to, and he spent that credit on the strangest, most self-serious science-fiction picture a major had bankrolled that decade. It flopped, it was mocked, and it has spent half a century as a punchline. I want to argue for it as a real film — imperfect, overreaching, sometimes ridiculous, and far more alive than most of the tidy dystopias that get respectful retrospectives.&lt;/p&gt;</description><pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2025 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>