Antichrist Review

Lars von Trier is an established director in the drama genre with a number of movies to his credit. With the Willem Dafoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg starrer Antichrist, he tries to bring horror and drama to the same pitch but at what price? Read on..
| Sunday, November 15, 2009
At the MAMI’s (2009), ‘Antichrist’ was one of the more anticipated movies. Of course, different people anticipated the movie for different reasons. When the final product was broadcast to all, there were several emotions – right from the movie being torture porn to being a narrow minded, bigoted chauvinistic view of the fairer gender, a gender that already has suffered a lot in the name of culture, religion and almost anything that comes up in the mind of the powers that be.

As a person working in the creative world, I am of the opinion that we have a responsibility towards the viewing masses – that of trying to make the world a better place, instead of fueling an idea that was necessary for some of the most violent crimes committed against females – the Inquisition.

Antichrist veers from the initial topic of a family that is heartbroken over the death of their child; apparently the death took place because the couple was in the throes of passion while the child walked out of the baby gate. This scars the woman for life and she goes into depression. Her psychiatrist husband decides to cure her himself, and comes up with an idea – to expose her to everything that she is scared of – the beginning being the forest.

Before the interval, Antichrist tells us about a heartbroken woman who is trying to piece her life together after the horrible death of her baby, while the second part tells us about a woman who has apparently ‘lost it’ over the death of her child, fueled by the fact that she was studying medieval practices – the Inquisition – to be more precise.

Whatever is the final message of the director, it is either lost in the gory torture sequences, or the insane genital mutilation sequences thrust upon the already cringing audience. Also, the couple is shown doing only two things – either talking or making love. And this love making is not the NC-17 consensual type; it’s a weird, feverish, almost sadistic type of lovemaking that has never been seen on cinemas, even in the worst of Z Grade movies, such blatant sex scenes have never been witnessed.

Going through the movie, it is quite evident that the director is a man who has had problems with women, or at least has found or searches for a woman to blame for his problems. There is no other logical, creative or practical explanation for the last sequence, where we see the man go through a jungle, with thousands of women walking  - fictional – just like the ideas that the director has.