What overwhelms me the most about Kusturica's pulsating, constantly chaotic and anarchic vision is the extent to which inert objects and God's creation seems to obey him: people, animals, natural landscapes, timing, circumstances, people's reactions, mechanical artifacts, the freaking weather... All natural and divine forces seem to be under a common agreement to be a part of Kusturica's operas out of control and dance under a rhythm of surreal absurdity. He doesn't direct people: he directs an entire world. Even…
This is the quintessential Meyer experience. He's more famous for his infamous quote about breasts than for being responsible for the official creation of the X rating of the MPAA. I would normally throw this to the trash can for demoralizing women, but even if his subsequent career and his public statements in the media would suggest otherwise, I say this film is a standout both in his filmography and in worldwide cinema aesthetically and thematically. Yes, it's that big.…
WARNING. The following movie has:
1) 237 minutes in length
2) The movie title appearing after one hour of running time
3) A drag
7) Genital gore
10) A "Virgin Mary"
12) Ass-kicking female teens
13) Psychotic menopausal bitches
14) Pornographic furniture
15) A Joshuu 701-gô: Sasori (1972) tribute with a pinky film spoof character called "Miss Scorpion"
Before you ask, this is not my first Refn movie. In that way, I can know that:
- He still likes to dress his crooks with light grey pants and have some of them bald, like if they were still living in Denmark.
- He still uses an awesome techno soundtrack (with some pop touches that I can forgive) to open his films and to close them. The underground nudist dive bars / seedy joints cannot be omitted, of course.…