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The first thing that struck me was how ab­so­lutely beau­ti­ful the film is. The pro­logue was heart­break­ing and could al­most have been a self-con­tained short. An­tichrist as a whole is prob­a­bly a mas­ter­piece. It’s one of the most hard­core ro­man­tic films I’ve ever seen, in the sense that Don’t Look Now, Bad Tim­ing and Dead Ringers were. I loved that it’s true to its own night­mare logic, and it was re­fresh­ing that it didn’t cop out.

An­tichrist be­gins with a hor­rific event and de­scends into an­other kind of hor­ror. Freud isn’t dead; he’s just ly­ing in the woods with his en­trails hang­ing out. The film has the courage of its con­vic­tions; it’s not afraid to be as in­tense and provoca­tive. It didn’t shock me, but it un­set­tled me, drew me in and beat me up emo­tion­ally, which is what I ex­pect from this di­rec­tor.

The vi­o­lence was no more than what hap­pens in the real world. Gains­bourg’s char­ac­ter goes through hell, but so does Dafoe’s. I think their wound­ings are sym­bolic of how the di­rec­tor feels about peo­ple, not just women.

If you want to be pro­voked, en­thralled, chal­lenged and made to think about your place in the world, go see it. Also, it’s a per­fect date movie: if your re­la­tion­ship sur­vives a view­ing of this film, you should prob­a­bly get mar­ried.

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