Look at me and tell me if you’ve known me before
I talk to myself in my reviews
Lynch, Von Trier, De Palma, Haneke, Wilder 🐐
This movie is a deformed tree blown so far in the wrong direction by natural forces such that its only option is to push itself as far as it can against the world. Both Joe and the movie itself really test the viewer’s ability to find beauty in the most grotesque images. Let’s say you’re talking to your friend about a movie you recently watched: there are very few scenes that you could point to where you wouldn’t sound like…
If I tried to implicitly mention a scene by saying something like “THAT scene was insane,” then absolutely nobody would understand what I’m referring to. Maybe there’s a general consensus, at least I believe so, for the most egregious image shown, but that’s not specific enough. Basically, Lars Von Trier rewards the viewers for getting through part one by giving some of the most visceral experiences I’ve seen in film. Thanks, pal!
I still think Willem Dafoe’s existence in this…
Thought this had so much potential with the opening shot of Jenna Ortega hitting the vape listening to cocteau twins overlooking a beautiful landscape…
Really zero dynamic characters in this made it pretty hard to like, I mean I get the eat the rich (or stab through them and tear their intestines out with a unicorn horn) but surely the “genius” buddy high on unicoke would have the ability to change a little bit!
Still, pretty fun experience seeing this…
Rest in peace to the greatest filmmaker in the universe.
And the angels wouldn’t help you, because they’ve all gone away…