What to make of El Topo, Alejandro Jodorowsky’s trippy 1970 cult film? To hear senior writer Liel Leibovitz tell it in his “Arbiter” column today in Tablet Magazine, the movie perfectly encapsulates the 1970s’ obsession with self-referential hipness and empty symbolism, and so, while impressive on its own, nonetheless deserves the same fate of, say, disco.

Against the 1970s