
Jabberwocky
Terry Gilliam’s 1977 solo debut is a medieval comedy built on systemic absurdity: a cooper’s apprentice stumbles into legend not through courage but incompetence, while merchants profit, priests shrug, and kings repeat rituals they no longer understand. Shot in Welsh castles and Shepperton Studios, it trades spectacle for texture — visible wires, muddy light, mumbled proclamations — and finds comedy not in jokes but in the slow collapse of meaning.


