A budding journalist is tasked with interviewing Dali, but it turns into one big surreal adventure.
Xavier Dupieux has created a “fake biopic” where the main character is not the artist himself, but the image of the artist Dali in the collective consciousness that he himself created. The film contains none of his paintings. There are no surrealist gatherings, no Luis Buñuel, no Spanish Civil War, no champagne or diamonds; instead of the dead donkey from “An Andalusian Dog,” there’s a rain of dead dogs. Salvador Dali is portrayed by six actors, not in chronological order, but in such a chaotic and unpredictable manner that one actor may begin an episode and another may end it. It will be a dream within a dream: a matryoshka of dreams where there are neither bees, nor pomegranates, nor tigers. The title “The End” appears on screen seven or eight times while the action continues.