As suggested on the BackRow.com movie blog:
The Electrical Life of Lous Wain conjures the same sort of exhilaration that documentaries Jodorowsky’s Dune and Beauty is Embarrassing bring their viewers; the wildly ecstatic high of one man’s vision striking those around him like a lightning bolt, leaving the permanent marks of what was and will always remain a vivid human connection in proof of art. There’s really no difference between Louis Wain’s ramblings about the positive qualities of electricity and the concept of spiritual visualization but semantics. As the film says, cats are like us, as are all animals, and we are all as one. And it’s through connection that we find meaning, even if it’s merely through an ecstatic feeling of joy upon observing beauty. What else do you call that spark of life, of knowing and recognized love between two beings, other than electricity?
All hail Louis Wain, beacon of wisdom and truth.Or not, I’m not one for religious organization myself. But yeah, sure, I’ll base my entire reason for living around some funny cat pictures, what else do I have to lose at this point.
In another time, another place, I suspect that Louis Wain would have been recognized as a shaman. Do see the movie, do ponder the potentials.
