I love that I don’t have to make this shit up. On their way to the cabin, Willem Dafoe meets a deer who has a CGI stillborn fawn hanging out of its vajenda, so thats surely a good omen. Turns out this broad spent some time at the cabin writing her thesis on gynocide, which is essentially the awful things that have been done to women over the centuries like witch burnings etc. I mean it’s cool that Willem Dafoe just wanted to fuck off the woods to get hammered and play lawn darts, we all want those things, but yeah this plot point makes no fucking sense, but yeah, go with me on it. In all of this, instead of using therapy to help his wife cope with this loss of their child, she pipes up that she is afraid of nature so Willem Dafoe decides that they should take a trip to the cabin and do some exposure therapy.

I’m gonna take you home and be your therapist and since she’s essentially catatonic, she doesn’t argue. Literally.Īnywho, she is of course crippled by grief and spends the next six months tripping balls in a hospital, and her hubby, who is leather handbag by day Willem Dafoe by night rolls up and is all, no your psychiatric care physician knows fuck all. I’m sorry, she’s a real handsome broad, who also at 12 one time collaborated with her father on a song called, “Lemon Incest”, so if that gives you any prediliction as to her involvement with artsy crap, here it is in black and white. The first vignette opens in black and white with gross ass Willem Dafoe (and his gross ass) railing this oppressively ugly woman, and while they’re getting busy, their little toddler climbs up and out the bedroom window and falls to his death.Īfter this, the wife, played by Charlotte Gainsbourg, who is. The film is divided into little vignettes all artsy fartsy style, and serves no purpose really beyond being pretentious AF, but go with me on it anyways.

The film is directed by Lars von Trier, and is the first in his unofficial “depression trilogy”. Back in the day we decided to watch Antichrist after doing a shitload of acid and let me tell you kids, that movie was boring as fuck but I guess it had some neat try hard #edgy, shit in it so I tried to avoid a lot of complaining. you know, like Serbian Film, Martyrs, Salo, Ichi the Killer, Nekromantik. Scotty F and myself used to do a lot of acid and when we were on the come down, we would watch a ton of weird movies. Hear me out here before you guys get all bent out of shape and get your titties in a twist. Yeah, so if you need to know where that went in my little pea brain, you can definitely look no further than the goddamn what does the fox say video and understand how THAT got stuck in my head for a few days so that wasn’t horrifying for those around me at all.Īnyways, join me now, for the review inspired by a meme.

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