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Friday, November 11, 2011

For the sake of not having to write the same intro a million different ways throughout the rest of time, just know that this column avoids the overly long and sometimes dull process of full film reviews and instead opts to break things down based on what I thought going in, what happened while I was there and what I learned at the end of it all.  Thanks for reading!




The Breakdown - Melancholia

The Impression:

Lars Von Trier is perhaps the most controversial director working in the mainstream today. I’ve heard rumors that this film starts with the end of the world and goes from there. Count. Me. In.



The Reality:

Melancholia is yet another strong entry in to the harsh and uncomfortable canon of Lars von Trier. The film is broken up in to two acts about two well-to-do sisters (Kirsten Dunst and Charlotte Gainsbourg) holed up in a enormous mansion as scientists discover a second planet slowly moving towards Earth. But von Trier isn’t making a sequel to Armageddon, he’s crafting a near unbearably tense film about two people racked by depression and anxiety who must face these suffocating illnesses as the world slowly falls apart around them. Every performance in the film is spot on with high marks going to Kirsten Dunst for an amazing disassembling of her traditionally bubbly persona and to Kiefer Sutherland for so convincingly portraying a beneath-the-surface asshole. At times Melancholia is so emotionally tense I felt nauseated staring at the screen, riding in to the abyss with the characters on screen. It’s almost as if in his later films von Trier has turned towards the world of science-fiction and fantasy to help better showcase the emotional conflicts raging within his characters. The story of two planets colliding and two women trying to find meaning within it is von Trier doing what he does best - forcing the viewer to experience the stomach-tightening emotional duress of his so often times emotionally disabled characters.


The Lesson:

Lars von Trier is built to fuck you up.



- Noah Sanders -



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