Climax

Gaspar Noe does it again, what is it? It is make a stunning film layered in pretentious story telling and self indulgent takes. I don't hate Noe, but i only really enjoy one of his films, Enter the Void. The film has great choreography and it brilliantly shot, but a film about dance requires great choreography, and Noe's films always look brilliant but watching LSD & coked up hotties dance doesn't mean shit if the story is empty. A 5 minute scene of interviews, long takes a of dancing, quick cuts of people talking about scummy shit, long takes of people dancing, tracking shots of people tripping, fucking, snorting & committing violent crimes. is basically the film in a nut shell. It feels like it wants to be Mother, but lacks the acting and haunting story telling. Sure this film has haunting shit cause it forces you to watch fucked up shit involving beating pregnant women, pissing yourself and setting people on fire, but it is post modern Noe, shock for shock value. It wants to be art house exploitation but it just feels pretentious film making with a mean spirited heart. The film has no heart, sure Last House on the Left may not have had heart but it didn't try to be high art. I admire Noe but fuck if his films aren't tough to watch. I still can't stop thinking about it though, i will need to rewatch it, as tedious as it was it is downright fascinating.