Showing posts with label Total Rubbish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Total Rubbish. Show all posts

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Anyone who liked this film is sick in the head.


I've seen my fair shair of 'shocking' films in the past. Hell, I even owned 'Cannibal Holocaust' on VHS at one point. Big deal. Lars Von Trier's 'Antichrist' however, I can't quite figure out. Stars Willem Defoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg ('The Science of Sleep') are both established and respected performers. So, why on earth have they risked their careers on such a pompous piece of European smut?

Somehow, this garbage got nominated for the Golden Palm at Cannes in 2009, which for me is comparitive to 'Freddie Got Fingered' being shortlisted for Best Picture. I can see it now, a gang of arty farty continental film critics somehow finding good in what I can only describe as artful torture porn.

Presumably, this is a social commentary focusing on post-natal depression and confused sexuality. I guess. What happens when you are post-natally depressed, probably a lesbian and all mixed up in Paganism and witchcraft? Well, apparently it means that you let your toddler plummet to their death while you screw Willem Dafoe (graphically), and then take him to the forest to screw some more, perhaps make him ejaculate blood while he's unconscious and snip off your clitoris with rusty scissors. Of course, all of this is shown by way of extreme close-ups and unneccesary slow motion. Give me a break.

'Antichrist' is such a mess that it's near impossible to follow. Between the graphic intercourse and sexual violence, there is apparently meant to be some sort of plot. I found though that rather than a tangable story, the film's focus was on the use of infantile shock tactics. Blood and penises not enough for you? Why not throw in a rotting fox knawing away at it's own flesh, pointlessly mouthing the words 'chaos reigns' to round off the second chapter? Everybody loves dying animals with their angry sex, don't they? If you asked Lars Von Trier himself just what the fudge this film is all about, what it means, what the point is, I don't think even he would be able to tell you. The film has its moments which are both visually impacting and genuinely (psychologically) scary, but if you can't indentify with the scene or the characters in it, these qualities go to waste.

This is a self indulgent, contrived and simply disgusting film that has no right recieving praise from anyone. Sorry our pitiful little brains don't work like yours, Lars Von Trier. Watch at your own peril, seriously.

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Don't lie to me!


The trailer for 'The Fourth Kind', upon first viewing looked genuinely intriguing. And the film is, in places. On reflection though, it does seem like a long, drawn out version of said trailer.

Where the film tries to be clever by using Jovovich and director Olatunde Osunsanmi as themselves in scenes deliberately shot in an attempt to heighten realism, it falls flat on it's face. For starters, we all know that what we are watching is fictional, so why waste the screen time on pointless close-ups of the star and the director attempting to drive their obviously forged point home? Not only does Osunsanmi wrap up the film with more than a few minutes of his vain scare tactics, but he also spends about a third of the film (on screen!) self indulgently 'interviewing' the 'real' Abigail Tyler (the character Milla Jovovich portrays, but you know that already seeing as she, the actress, informs the world of this fact in the theatrical trailer as well as the first scene of the film) on what is set up to look like a university sound stage. Now, the actress playing the 'real' Abigail Tyler isn't too shabby. Visually strange enough, she manages to use her voice to decent effect. She looks and sounds like someone who is genuinely disturbed. It is Osunsanmi's acting however, which not only lets down these all too frequent scenes, it is so frustratingly pitiful that it ruins the entire film and should fail to convince even the most gullible of cinema goers.

Do you ever watch films and find yourself leaning over to the person next to you, and shaking your head, saying 'This is stupid. That would never happen.'? The fact that I found myself doing just this during a film about alien abduction is worrying. At one point during the film, Tyler (Jovovich's Tyler) is Sheriff August's (a disappointing Will Patton) prime suspect regarding the recent deaths and disappearances in Nome, Alaska. He suspects her so much so that he places her under house arrest, and places a surveilling officer outside her property 24/7. Cue some strange goings on, as our 'police footage' attempts to capture. At one point we are shown the POV of the mounted dashboard camera. The officer exits the vehicle and begins to rant loudly about 'something hovering over the house' and someone from within the house being 'taken' (OMG!). The camera distorts so we don't see much, but we can tell from the dialogue that yes, there is a flying saucer hovering over the Tyler house and that yes, a tractor beam is shooting down and abducting a family member before his very eyes! This much is evident. Obviously Sheriff Will Patton is round in a flash to question a distraught Tyler, whose daughter is missing (shock!).

Being the skeptic he is, the idea that there was any sort of paranormal involvement in the sudden disappearance is dismissed immediately, and despite the fact that she is visibly terrified for her daughter's safety, he proceeds to accuse her of a) being a mentalist, and b) hiding her daughter from the police. Even when she pleads with him to question the surveilling officer who he placed outside the house and who could probably testify to at least some of what she is saying, he persists with his inquisition. Not only that, he (for some reason that is lost on me) refuses to question the officer, and instead removes her only remaining child (an extremely annoying and unreasonable little boy) from her custody!

Yeah, you read me right. In the wake of the potential abduction (alien or otherwise) of a young girl, instead of hearing out the mother and questioning the officer on the scene at the time of the alleged abduction, a senior local government official decides to go ahead and take her other child too (you know, just to even things up), leaving her writhing on the floor, completely heartbroken. It was at this point in the film that I leant over to the person next to me (it's okay, they were a friend), shook my head and commented that 'this is stupid' and that 'that would never happen'.

Between the terrible acting and subsequent plotholes, there are actually some fairly harrowing scenes. Funnily enough, they all feature the 'archive footage' used in the TV spots to sell the film, but that's hardly suprising. A family is shot up using '24'-esque four-way splitscreen, and two of the hypnosis scenes (primarily the one featuring Tyler herself) will stick with you for a few days after seeing 'The Fourth Kind' (if you make it that far). The use of distorted images leaves a lot to be imagined, so you are left with a terrifying Sumerian soundtrack which sounds like a dinosaur shitting a Michael Bay Decepticon and is far beyond eerie. These scenes are upsetting enough to make you want to tell your friends about them, but when coupled with the poorly scripted story make for a film that is ultimately forgettable. 'Paranormal Activity' couldn't seem more prospectful after watching this tragedy.