Jan 06, 2024 00:21
Can't grade this film yet, I'm still in shock from the gruesome turns at the end. The mutilation. Even though I previously saw The House That Jack Built with K and should've known ...
I think only my second von Trier film?
Still in shock. Maybe I'll have more words for it tomorrow.
"We are at least convinced we're watching a film precisely as he intended it, and not after a watering down by a fearful studio executive."
He patiently took it upon himself to fix the unfixable, so in return She broke him, and as He survived, He destroyed her.
I'm settling on a "B". Parts of it were beautifully made, and I can't deny von Trier's ambition or the actors' talents. But I feel the descent into madness was arbitrary rather than irrational. I'm also feeling the same misogyny I felt after The House That Jack Built, though from a different vector.
And now I really am ready for bed. We'll see whether I wake in time to run tomorrow.
grief,
film,
violence