Saw this movie yesterday and it was
For the record, if you thought Drive was boring,or too slow or whatever, stay the fukk away from this. This movie is not for you, it was never intended for you, just go do something else. With that said, this shouldn't be compared with Drive. Thematically and stylistically, as I expected, it is more in league with Fear X and Valhalla Rising. The story is abysmal and relies more on vague symbolism and the continuous atmosphere of dread. It plays out like a fever dream, it crawls under your skin and tries to devour you. In terms of 'entertainment value' it offers nothing, and it never attempts too, yet in terms of film art it you'll be hard pressed to find a more visually striking picture all year.
Every image is shot so perfectly it almost feels clinical. It's hard to imagine that it's possible to make a movie with such a flawless visual style. Every angle, every camera movement, every person's position within the frame, it's impeccable. Cliff Martinez returns for the soundtrack which is part traditional Thai, part synthesizer music, but it's not the dreamy 80s synthesizer music of Drive fame, these synths don't lift you up, they drag you down to hell.
And in the middle of it are the Godling, Kristin Scott Thomas and Vithaya Pansringarm. It's important I name them all three because while the Godling might be the big movie star/box office draw, the movie is about the circle of violence created by the three interacting with each other. In essence the conflict is about the love (or lack thereof) of parents for their children, which is the biggest hint I can give to anyone hoping to understand the film when they go see it.
Anyway, regarding the violence, it's on the same level of the face stomping in Drive, or that scene of Albert Brooks stabbing the guy with the fork and the knife, but it's more prevalent with such acts taking place every five to ten minutes, although with more ruthlessness to them. It looks pretty great too, one guy gets cut across the chest with a sword and you actually see the cut ribs in his open, blood spewing wound.
So in the end I loved every second of it, although it's not a movie I'd openly suggest. I'd go as far as to say Drive's success will become a burden for this film. People will hold it against the film that it's not another Drive, and they will hold it against Refn, even though Refn made films like this long before Drive and will only make the films he wants to make, not the ones that people want him to make.
I salute the man for that, because otherwise we would never get such uncompromising, nightmarish piff to the big screen.
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Yeah, every couple of years there's this nihilistic arthouse-gone-mad flick that got Cannes in an uproar and become cult classics. Irreversible, Antichrist, it happens all the time.
Saw this movie yesterday and it was
For the record, if you thought Drive was boring,or too slow or whatever, stay the fukk away from this. This movie is not for you, it was never intended for you, just go do something else. With that said, this shouldn't be compared with Drive. Thematically and stylistically, as I expected, it is more in league with Fear X and Valhalla Rising. The story is abysmal and relies more on vague symbolism and the continuous atmosphere of dread. It plays out like a fever dream, it crawls under your skin and tries to devour you. In terms of 'entertainment value' it offers nothing, and it never attempts too, yet in terms of film art it you'll be hard pressed to find a more visually striking picture all year.
Every image is shot so perfectly it almost feels clinical. It's hard to imagine that it's possible to make a movie with such a flawless visual style. Every angle, every camera movement, every person's position within the frame, it's impeccable. Cliff Martinez returns for the soundtrack which is part traditional Thai, part synthesizer music, but it's not the dreamy 80s synthesizer music of Drive fame, these synths don't lift you up, they drag you down to hell.
And in the middle of it are the Godling, Kristin Scott Thomas and Vithaya Pansringarm. It's important I name them all three because while the Godling might be the big movie star/box office draw, the movie is about the circle of violence created by the three interacting with each other. In essence the conflict is about the love (or lack thereof) of parents for their children, which is the biggest hint I can give to anyone hoping to understand the film when they go see it.
Anyway, regarding the violence, it's on the same level of the face stomping in Drive, or that scene of Albert Brooks stabbing the guy with the fork and the knife, but it's more prevalent with such acts taking place every five to ten minutes, although with more ruthlessness to them. It looks pretty great too, one guy gets cut across the chest with a sword and you actually see the cut ribs in his open, blood spewing wound.
So in the end I loved every second of it, although it's not a movie I'd openly suggest. I'd go as far as to say Drive's success will become a burden for this film. People will hold it against the film that it's not another Drive, and they will hold it against Refn, even though Refn made films like this long before Drive and will only make the films he wants to make, not the ones that people want him to make.
I salute the man for that, because otherwise we would never get such uncompromising, nightmarish piff to the big screen.
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antichrist was the biggest piece of pretentious turd i've ever seen in my life
If you thought Antichrist was pretentious than you'll probably gonna find this pretentious as well.