‘Gored: A Love Story’ Proselytizes Allure of Bullfighting
March 9, 2016
The idea that a human being could express such unadulterated passion for their profession to the extent that it supersedes any human intimacy, is a patently fascinating foundation for a documentary film. Ido Mizrahy’s “Gored: A Love Story” operates on that supposition, and in some respects exceeds fascination in examining the life of Spanish bullfighter Antonio Barrera.
Barrera is the most gored bullfighter in the history of the sport, and the documentary takes place around the time of Barrera’s last bullfight. Barrera is giving up his craft in order to preserve the rest of his life for his wife and children, but, as the film clearly exemplifies, this is not a particularly easy decision for the torero to make. Through the perspectives of Barrera himself, his wife, father-in-law and numerous other interview subjects, the viewer gets placed in the world of bullfighting, where the relationship between bull and man holds more spiritual weight than any other.
This idea holds true and is established in many compelling scenes in the film. Mizrahy’s camerawork is stellar, particularly during Barrera’s last bullfight, with textures and colors that veer towards the dramatized rather than the documented. The shots are set up beautifully as the viewer follows Barrera rehearsing before the fight, getting dressed on the day of, driving to the arena and finally anticipating the bull in the center of the ring. These shots are procedural throughout the film but intriguing, vital insights into the parlance and pageantry of the world of bullfighting.
The spirituality and transcendence of the bullfighting ethos recurs in many of Barrera’s own testimonies. Some of the most incisive pieces of dialogue are when Barrera speaks about his own ideological views behind his profession. He claims that the relationship between him and the bull is more pure and more intimate than any relationship he has with any human. And the reason for that, he continues, is that the bull controls his fate when he is in the ring.
After Barrera attempts a risky maneuver in the ring and is viciously gored in the groin, he expresses no trepidation in recounting the memory: he recalls how beautiful it would have been for him to bleed to death at the horns of a bull in the ring. Barrera’s unbridled passion and vigor for his work surpass the marks of occupation; this is not a job for Barrera, this is a lifestyle.
The film, while immensely captivating, falters in its thematic organization. There are many different ideas that ultimately remain underdeveloped, such as the ethics of bullfighting, which receives a few minutes of recognition toward the end of the film. Similarly underdeveloped is the redemption Barrera is looking for by preserving his life for his children — a theme that resonates in the beginning but trails off almost completely towards the close. If Mizrahy had localized the film’s ambitions in a more structurally sound manner, this would have been an astounding work to behold, of a man driven to the brink of existence by what makes him feel alive. That aspiration holds in some scenes, but ultimately fails to remain cohesive throughout.
“Gored: A Love Story” is now streaming on iTunes and Amazon.
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Patrick D Prein • Mar 29, 2016 at 1:55 pm
I recently watched this movie on Netflix, and I was of course impressed by the courage of this matador.Tim’s comment is well thought out and expresses my similar opinions. This is well written Tim, one of the best I have seen on any subject. Thanks
Ted • Mar 9, 2016 at 11:04 am
I watched this documentary. I found the cold character of Barrera in this film to be a bit unsettling. I have witnessed a bullfight in Seville Spain where 6 bulls were killed. I have done extensive research on the aspects of bullfighting and the matadors that were made into legend. I have watched many bullfights on youtube. I’ve read comments extensively on news sites.
I find I am very torn between those who say bullfighting is an art form, and those who say it is barbaric. In the end I have come out on the side of denouncing it as a barbaric ritual.
Yes, there is much beauty to behold in the suits of lights, the huge ornery bulls, the close passes to the matador with his stiff and arrogant poses, but in the end this is a show about a large beautiful animal dying, and it contains much violence. I understand that these bulls have had 5 years of peace in a pasture and for that are required to live out 20 min of agony in the ring. This stands in stark contrast to our food cattle which are reared in cramped quarters and then led to a “humane” slaughter 18 months later. But at the end of the day, one fate is not necessarily better than the other, and both fates involve death.
We could compare bullfighters to sport fishermen, or to people who hunt for pleasure, but to what end?
If we are to celebrate our humanity, it needs to be the aspects of humanity that further our tolerance, our inclusiveness.