Synopsis
Based on a true story.
A killer is released from prison and breaks into a remote home to kill a woman, her handicapped son and her pretty daughter.
A killer is released from prison and breaks into a remote home to kill a woman, her handicapped son and her pretty daughter.
Erwin Leder Robert Hunger-Bühler Silvia Rabenreither Karin Springer Edith Rosset Josefine Lakatha Rudolf Götz Renate Kastelik Hermann Groissenberger Claudia Schinko Beate Jurkowitsch Rosa Schandl Rolf Bock Emil Polaczek Helmut Hrdina Adolf Hagmann Karl Riepl Günther Dietz Elisabeth Fez Paula Elkins Tennesee Gelinek Vallerian Tomsich Rafael Gelinek Mischa Griegor Andrea Eckelbacher Martin Kretschier Ursula Kretschier Tina Schlögl Rudolf Steger Show All…
Schizophrenia, le tueur de l'ombre, Strah, Tango, Schizophrenia, 불안, 앵스트, Fear, La angustia del miedo, Страх, 焦虑, אנגסט, Medo, Korku, アングスト/不安
I'm quick to call any film that takes over my body a masterpiece. But I feel like I can justify that, any piece of art that can use its tools in a way that's so extreme that it gives me a physical reaction is worth admiring, in my opinion. This can be labeled as lazy, pretentious filmmaking, and in some cases it is, but it works. It's doing exactly what it sets out to do without any hesitation and that's thrilling to me. Obviously there's a line (I think some of you know the film I'm talking about) but when this is done in a creative, consistent, and captivating way, I can't help but feel as though it's something worth…
My man out here committing murders to the Pokemon Mystery Dungeon soundtrack
Mohamed Radwan's #2 Film Selection for Edgar
The camera...
That camera is a protagonist. It is alive...
It moves like a mouse in closed spaces, like a kite through buildings and trees, like an observable stalker through the streets, like a mirror of human faces observed closely, and turns its head as quickly as a bird.
The score...
That score haunted my soul. It sounds like an omen of death.
Few films utilize a score so hauntingly. At first glance, it is deceptively simple, as the horror score consists of around 4 tones. But it terrifies you. It sounds like a choir echoing through a long, dark tunnel during midnight. Sounds like that make me feel powerless. It made the…
Quite possibly the most realistic
portrayal of a murderer that I've ever seen.
I don't know that I've ever seen a film that operates like this? Formally details the psychology of serial murder in uncompromising and unbearably close proximity; documenting this unhinged psychosis with an unpredictable camera that straps itself to the killer's headspace (and body), craning and lurching as it bleeds between the reasoned justifications, erotic impulses, and physical logistics of his decision-making. The ease with which this floats from his mundane inner voice—frequently detailing a history of slights that have inspired his sadism—to his completely clumsy, primal violence with minute awareness of space and procedure is horrifying. Not sure I'll ever watch it again, or ultimately what value it even has with regard to its subject, but it's certainly something to behold.
for a movie that was banned all over Europe this sure was boring as shit😭
A home invasion movie from the perspective of a Dachshund paired with Klaus Schulze’s Tangerine Nightmare: this inspired Gaspar Noé to become a sick fuck.
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What is so remarkable about Angst is that it constantly plays and inverts and unleashes a different mode to the perspective by which we consume its horror, but never the effect. The ruthlessness of the evil is always consistent, but our understanding of what is unfolding, and how we're perceiving it, is very surprising. No matter the shocking surface of Gerald Kargl's film, and it is almost unwaveringly hard to watch - the icy-toned hues, glaring modern coldness, the detachment of human life lost, find an analytical peak from which to mix and mash with the often relentless energy of its terror. To find a balance between that observational discomfort and the visceral nature of its pacing is quite a task, but with the help of an unearthly soundtrack, Angst succeeds in chilling the bone while simultaneously rattling it. At its best, the film portrays the tangible energy of losing a battle of survival, and it's freaky as hell.
i have a legitimate fear that somebody out there found this movie entertaining
A dynamic camera that is much lauded mixed with a simmering, ambient score from Klaus Schulze, krautrock god, creates a film at conflict with itself. The soundtrack is haunting, beautiful, and creepy all at once, while the camera work is jarring, abrasive, and intense. The voiceover monologue (think The Cremator) is rambling, but not incoherent, just erratic. This is a skilled crafting of what the urge to kill must be like for the mentally ill afflicted with such a compulsion. Whether it is accurate, I thankfully cannot say, but it is an affecting film.
But that's not my favorite bit. My favorite bit is when our murderer, whose head we mostly stay in, leaves the home of his victims. The…
Super duper uber not for me; if I’m looking for something way too real and uncomfortably palpable, I’m watching films like Maniac over this ten times out of ten. Incredible camerawork, unnerving narration, chilling ambiance—doesn’t matter, this shit is unironically depraved as fuck and filled to the brim with absolutely putrid imagery that makes my skin crawl in the most unrewarding way. Plus, I can’t get over the fact that the killer looks exactly like Theon Greyjoy, which makes sense given how frantically clumsy and inept he is at killing people. The whole movie feels like that one time Theon pathetically botched Rodrik Cassel’s execution and then cried about it afterwards.
Major respect for inspiring such a reaction (it’s hard to make me feel this disturbed), but yeah…cash me ousside with any more films like this.
I have a strong appreciation for films that explore the psychological in such a raw way, and few films manage to reach this perspective with such depth as Angst, or in a way that can immerse the viewer and the subjects they deal with in such a comprehensive way.
From the beginning, the viewer is thrown into a state of discomfort. The camera, often positioned in disturbing and claustrophobic angles, captures the essence of the protagonist, a man without empathy, whose acts of violence are motivated by a mixture of boredom, trauma, and an insatiable desire for control. The visual style here is basically a more brutal addition to the mesmerizing and nauseating scenes, they are perfect.
The film does not aim to immerse you as a witness but as an accomplice, an accomplice of terrible acts, and a totally brutal and complex mind.