Word: shamanism
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...provide in exchange for escort services. For the man of God, the journey is a trial of faith and a temptation in the wilderness. Each bend in the river holds new dangers to body and spirit: hunger, pestilence, raiding Iroquois and challenges hurled at Christianity by an Indian shaman...
...contrast with these soul struggles, Fitzcarraldo must have seemed like a shaman's summer vacation when Herzog conceived of it five years ago. He would return to the Peruvian Amazon, not too far from where he had filmed Aguirre, to shoot a sunnier version of that pathetic tale. At the end of the last century, an entrepreneur named Fitzcarrald dreamed of bringing his passion, grand opera, to the savage Indians upriver; to fulfill his dream, and with the Indians' help, he lugged a small riverboat across a narrow strip of land that separated two tributaries of the Amazon...
...Sunday's New York Times, Coppola turned One From the Heart from a potential loser into the year's first big media event. This Friday night, thousands of the movie-mad and the just plain curious will crowd into the Music Hall to watch this world-class shaman pull a rabbit-or a dog-out of his hat. "It's a brilliant move," marvels Writer-Director Paul Schrader (American Gigolo). "If it's a hit he can wipe out a year of bad publicity...
...third and best novel, Robert F. Jones tracks the elemental grandeur of Alaska from feral Eden to pipeline ruination. In 1950 Bush-Pilot Buddies Jack Slade and Sam Healey are forced to land their aging C-47 in the icy outback. Charlie Blue, a Tlingit Indian shaman, appears and assists them through a surpassingly beautiful valley to rescue. The pilots promise to return, but before they can, Healey leaves Slade holding a smoking pistol and a murder rap in the wake of a saloon brawl. End of partnership. Slade settles down to homestead the secret valley. Thirty years later Healey...
...claptrap, all so intricately conceived that to follow it in any sort of literary sense is ridiculous. They talk about Shepard writing in dream language, and the bearded wunderkinds at NYU write introductions to his plays that speak of ritual Indian drug use and the tradition of the shaman--and all of them are full of shit. You can't follow Shepard from word to word, because his transitional sentences are emotional. His characters are suffering from psychotic jet-lag and even though the fact that their minds have been careening from one end of the cortex to the other...