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I don't know why good directors sometimes decide to produce garbage. It just happens.
You can rest assured that this will not be your average garbage, it will be especially garbigy garbage.
Clair Denis did that with her disgusting Trouble Every Day. Lars von Trier apparently had the same urge.
Last is an artist, so some - albeit very small - portions of film do reflect his masterstrokes. But that artistic impression gets lost quickly as the film moves from hard porn onto more mundane subjects - how to deal with a shock of a drama.
From there it gets more and more idiotic, and culminates in the side-splitting grinding wheel episode, which should definitely be recorded in the annals. I have to give it to Lars - this one was so fresh that I just kept laughing.
If female circumcision is your cup of tea then you will get a very clear view of one particular technique - not sure if there are others... but gut feel is telling me there should be. I suspect Lars has not actually seen one done in reality.
When a film is intended to be a shocker, its destiny could be two-fold: it can indeed become one, or failing that it might become a laughing stock. We clearly have that second case here.
Be it as it may, Antichrist certainly deserves space on your shelf. I would nominate it The Second Best Film to Entertain your Visiting Mother-in-Law. The first one, of course, still being In the Realm of Senses - nothing touches that champion.
BTW - what on Earth did Tarkovsky have to do with this abomination?
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