No, no. Not me.

A new movie by Lars Van Trier which debuted in Philadelphia last week at the Philadelphia Film Festival.


The premise is simple; following a terrible tragedy, a young married couple (played by Willem Dafoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg) retreats to a cabin in the woods to cope with their grief. When a series of bizarre and surreal events starts occurring, the couple begins to crack from the stress, threatening their bond forever. In the hands of an auteur, this basic concept becomes something much more shocking. Famous for his uniquely searing arthouse melodramas, von Trier ups the ante yet again, and returning with what is, without a doubt, his most controversial work ever. Like most pieces of thought-provoking art, Antichrist is best viewed completely fresh with little to no prior knowledge of the material. From the first glimpse of its gorgeous black and white opening sequence to the uncomfortable rumble of its perfectly colored climax, the audience is treated to a plethora of brilliant twists and metaphors. For those willing to take the risk, the film offers incredibly beautiful imagery and surgically precise manipulation, but its content makes von Trier’s previous films like Dancer in the Dark look like a walk in the park. Consider yourself warned. –– Michael Lerman

I was at work one day talking to someone about movies, about films that really rocked me and I started talking about Dancer in the Dark. That move kinda affected me and it’s doubtful I will ever watch it again. Not because I didn’t like it, but because I want that experience to stay exactly what it was, if that makes sense. So after overhearing the conversation between me and Lamont, Aimee and I started talking about DITD’s director Lars Van Trier, and what he is known for.

So last week she noticed his new film playing at the film fest and sent me the link to the show which was sold out, as well as a blurb about the controversy when it when it was screened at Cannes.

Seems that this year’s Cannes Film Festival entry by past “Golden Palm” winner Lars van Trier has created the first real scandal this year. The press screening was accompanied by laughther, hisses and booing at the end – there are even reports that at least one reporter fainted during paticularily graphic scenes. Not many reviews seem to be out yet, but what is out is pretty devastating – “appaling” is a mild adjective, and there are predictions that this movie could end van Trier’s career – pretty unlikely given that the careers of past generators of Cannes Film Festival scandals seem to be doing just fine.

The italicized part is mine, but how could that not make me want to see this?