I expected a film called Antichrist, directed by The Kingdom's Lars von Trier and starring supercreep Willem Dafoe (along with Science of Sleep's Charlotte Gainsbourg), would leave me a little unsettled. But shame? Come on. Does it have to also make me feel oddly shameful?
Casting Dafoe seems a bit unnecessary--like von Trier has brought in a disturbing ringer to counter any creepiness atrophy he may have experienced in the weepy arthouse years (Dogville, Dancer in the Dark, etc.) since the pure distilled nightmare juice of Kingdom 1 and 2.
If you saw the trailer for Steve Carell and Keira Knightley's end-of-days comedy, Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, and thought, "Why don't Willem Dafoe and Shanyn Leigh star in this, and why isn't the film more of a dismal psycho-sexual drama from Bad Lieutenant direc... / Continue →
Ryan Reynolds puts away his superhero spandex and exchanges them for Serious Guy beard and glasses in Fireflies in the Garden, a film that sees Green Lantern attempting to make up for all his popcorn movies by cramming a career's worth of family melodrama into 98 minutes.
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