If the makers of Baraka, billed as ''A World Beyond Words,'' had had any sense of humor, they would have called it Mondo Mondo. It's a lavishly filmed catalog of everything under the sun to the accompaniment of America's favorite world music: dervishes and Yanomamo, the Balinese monkey chant and Japanese commuters scenic wonders and technology's terrors, speeded up à la Koyaanisqatsi. With no subtitles or narration to get in the way or diminish its New Age sanctimoniousness Baraka is a moving issue of National Geographic that's not very moving. C

