event Antichrist

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.

Though it was brushed aside as mere provocation at the Cannes Film Festival, Lars Von Trier’s Antichristis a boldly personal film, tossing all his oft-repeated ideas about faith and fear and human nature into an unfettered phantasmagoria, full of repulsive visions and fierce scorn. Willem Dafoe plays a touchy-feely therapist who tries to help his wife deal with her grief over the accidental death of their toddler son by having her confront her fears in a series of increasingly corny exercises. Cinema's leading Brechtian wouldn't seem to be the best choice for a visceral examination of real emotional pain, but Von Trier makes Antichrist about how aesthetic control is as useless as therapeutic control when it comes to dealing with nature at its wildest.