Antichrist.

You're probably expecting some sort of dark and dismal entry here because of the post's title. I'm actually referring to the movie by Lars Von Trier though.

I've seen a few other movies of his, there is that one where Kirstin Dunst doesn't care about her wedding and then a planet kills her and her sister, and that other one where Bjork plays a lunatic(herself?) that sings a terrible song at her own hanging.

Well, this movie isn't any less crazy, because it starts out with a nice orchestral background music played over Willem Defoe's old penis going inside someone in slow motion and black and white, while his son jumps out a window. Clearly I have high expectations for this movie.

I've only thrown up twice in the first 1/2 hour and googled/wikipedia'd what's happening , so I think I'm ahead of the game on this one. Better than that time I watched Tree of Life. I mean Jesus Christ that movie was an hour and a half too long.

My philosophical  nonsense that I was getting to was that when they showed the would-have-been-porn scene with Willem Defoe, I wondered if out there somewhere there is some kind of super artsy porn what's in black and white, and really graphic and just as entertaining and thought provoking as it is erotic. If anyone out there is gonna take a go at it, for the love of anything sacred don't use Willem Defoe. He's anything but attractive. He looks like an alien super-villain. Use Joe Rogan and some blonde famous tennis chick. And gays, if you wanna get artsy, use Joe Rogan and LL Cool J. I'm sure they'd be down for some serious art.

This movie is half over and I can already whole-heartedly not recommend it to anyone.

I can't tell if it's depressing or terrifying.


Enough of this post, and enough of this movie. I should you give in and play World of Warcraft.