Just a great trip, in many ways. Loved how the voiceover followed the local languages, loved her snort-laugh, loved the motif of duo's weaving a story together.
My thoughts occasionally wandered, but it's one of those movies that makes you suspect the filmmaker probably doesn't mind that
What can I say, I'm a simple girl - you give me a clay penguin stoically doing prison pull-ups in the zoo, and I'll grin through your movie
I don't think the finale quite works, and to be entirely honest I have some doubts about the entire premise... But I can't help but admire a movie that goes this incredibly fucking hard. Grand Guignol indeed.
I remain fascinated by how Coralie Fargeat uses (abuses?) the male gaze. Yes, the way she films perky boobs and taut bums is fetishistic... But then she films the grotesque versions of those same body parts in pretty much the same way. "You…
