La Planète sauvage


So, French bloke who produced some of the most important animation that has ever been made. Ask Baloo what he was watching when Mowgli went off to uni. An invitation to write your own stuff or add your own thoughts in the comments, or a full blown piece…

René Laloux brought us some of the most transcending, Salvador Dali, trip your balls (or tubes off) hand drawn amazing shit that ever happened in a film.
I wrote this poem about La Planète sauvage.

If anyone else loves the film then please feel free to leave your own poem, critique, or just what ever you wish about the film

Asteroids cling into the blue lungs of space
down the cause of future
powdering sea, no lava-
the glowing poke of a white spoke, a

The gunners bawl with fumes
lovers steel
dominos from gold
pavlova boom

, such mirrors make a mirror man a woman
such babes the ear, near the wall
feeding expression, the notes
gigs and skin

More come from the soil, so blue twisting, so awesome calm
and in the final strike of paint we are blind by giants, only
part one of beauty

Because my impulse relax
and sigh
so colour of many wills along a be-flush rouge

Oyheh! René Lalou René Lalou!
we hear that tune, we-ra gonna make something
-and in the damn damn stars

And howl the howl hey-has
and the planet is dying, we
know that there is music
and so
there is something

We nash into the family of life
and say run run run no coloured

the alien swaps flaws by the hallow,
the dancing is the papa mama gone,
there is all, there is nothing that dies in our teeth, or skin.


is Raoul Moat in a boat. His first words were ‘Newky Brown’. As well as being our most prolific writer, René also creates graphic art, paintings and screenplays.

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