No matter how long ago it was, there will always be someone to bring it all back.
For some, a single event can have repercussions that reverberate throughout the rest of their lives. For musclebound bruiser Matthias Schoenaerts in 2011's Bullhead, that event was a vicious beating he received as a young boy that set him down the path to becoming, well, a musclebound bruiser. First seen intimidating a slaughterhouse owner on behalf of his uncle, who treats the beef industry like a cutthroat business, Schoenaerts is a loyal foot soldier in Belgium's "hormone mafia underworld," which is thrown into an uproar when a cop is murdered and it's left to a pair of skittish Walloon mechanics (Erico Salamone and Philippe Grand'Henry) to dispose of an incriminating vehicle. (That's just one of the ways writer/director Michaël R. Roskam makes hay out of his country's Flemish/Walloon divide.)
A man already living on the edge, as evidenced by his own dependence of growth hormones, Schoenaerts is rattled by the appearance of a face from the past (Jeroen Perceval), which leads him to begin shadowing perfume shop owner Jeanne Dandoy for reasons I wouldn't dream of spoiling here. All the while, Schoenaerts's family farm is being watched by the police (Barbara Sarafian and Tibo Vandenborre), which means he's absolutely right to be paranoid. He's bullheaded enough, though, to charge ahead regardless of the consequences to himself or anyone else.