xmikex said

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Alright. Saw Antichrist on Sunday night...

Fuck this movie. This was an art house film trying to be a horror movie and trying not to be a hollywood movie. It failed at both.

It wasn't all terrible. There were some pretty thought provoking concepts, and some gorgeous visuals. The whole nature is satan's church thing actually kicked me in the brain a little bit. That towering dead tree was grim as fuck. And to a small extent I appreciated how ambiguous the plot was.

Now let's start at the beginning. Willem Dafoe's shaft. No thanks. That whole scene, in fact, wasn't really doing it for me. It's a little kid jumping out a window and I didn't feel like the slow-mo aria thing was visceral enough to creep me out, or stir me at all. Then the wife goes into her depression, a portion of the film which would have been way better off titled "Bipolar bitch is bipolar." This is the point in the film where I'm supposed to be getting attached from the characters and I'm not. They're both just so stale and monotone and deliberately ambiguous to the point where the film is more or less jogging in place for a solid 20 minutes.

Then out of nowhere it turns out she's terrified of the woods. It comes out of left field, but whatever it's ominous and foreshadowing for the first time in the whole stupid movie. Fuck yes. Then comes the whole visualization scene on the train with the wife walking through the woods. Best scene in the whole film. For the 5 minutes that scene lasted I was ready to forgive the whole thing and fall in love with this movie.

Then they get out to the woods. Oh shit, there's all that stuff from the wife's visions. Oh shit, there's a deer with a half aborted baby. Oh shit, the wife just freaked out on that bridge. What's that all about?! I don't know, she's alseep for the next 15 minutes. And for half the remainder of the film.

That's how the rest of the film really went for me. Oh shit, nature is satan's church I hope they expand on this. No, wait they're gonna fuck and then goto sleep. Oh fuck, super creepy scene where the wife hears a baby crying but it's not their son it's coming from the depths of the woods... yeah but now they're in a tiff and not talking about it anymore. Oh weird, Willem Dafoe is having creepy acorn dreams too, I wonder what that's all about... nope we're not revisiting that again at all. Oh holy shit, this evil looking fox is about to say something cool. Nope, it says something corny and I have no idea what's going on. Oh WTF, attic full of satanic images and the scrawlings of the wife while she went insane, this has got to be the missing key to this story right? Nah, Willem Dafoe is writing some notes to himself, and the whole thing is already forgotten. The three sisters are coming and someone has to die... the best explanation of that we get... "There's no such constellation." Thanks.

For everyone who bitched about Where the Wild Things Are not having any plot, this movie is your punishment.