Paul Verhoeven's first feature length film in ten years has pretty much everything you'd expect from him by now, violent sex and raunchiness, but delivered with a lot more nuance than usual. Isabelle Huppert is one of the top women in charge of a game development studio who one afternoon is violently raped in her own home. She deals with it through a strange kind of passive-aggressiveness that slowly starts to creep into and affect the lives of those around her, who all in their own way freakishly accept it as they try to hide their own freakish dysfunctions. It is based on a novel and it certainly plays out like one with characters being long aware of things that don't get explained until later in the story and only find their meaning even later. The result is a movie that plays out like Gone Girl, except it doesn't try to impress or excite you, be clever or raunchy for the hell of it, instead it slowly peels away the layers of our "normality" to expose our darkest weaknesses
and strengths. Good stuff.