The Lobster was a favourite of mine in 2016, but something about this one's hopelessness drew me in more - odd, I know. Lanthimos' films have characters stuck in dead end situations where they are able to make a choice, but the results of the options are bad and worse. It's a dour story and the film is relentlessly unsettling, but this is what I've come to expect and want out of this Greek maestro.
Cold. Somehow lifeless. Lanthimos' Clinical Absurdism: 1) Remove a human psychological trait from its context 2) Present it as a curiosity, dressed up, made to dance in its own cage... With results just as "quirky", i.e. meaningless & lacking in value - maybe even in a sort of decency (this latter point being extra relevant given his ill-conceived 'whimsical' (ie masturbatory) camerawork. Sigh...) Good performances.
(2K) why does the camera moves meaningless all the time (traveling traveling zoom zoom) ? what is the boring-displaced and ever-present music trying to give — is it offering some emotions ? what the hell is Colin Farrell doing, or not doing — learn how to act, dude ! and who the hell is Yorgos Lanthimos, why is he wasting my time
Please sit students while another male auteur offers his research in nihilism for dummies. Yes Lanthimos has technical chops, but he also reveals himself here as a sadist, unable to take responsibility for his dreams. He tries on all the hats from his previous works, cohering them in an universe where they don't fit. Its biggest flaw is not considering patriarchal suicide as a viable option.
Lanthimos and Filippou have taken things to a whole new level of deadpan absurdity here. At times the subtext is shrouded so deeply in mystery it's impossible to figure out what's happening. I saw two of the sacred deers being killed here were the notion that 'science is god' and 'disability is not to be laughed at' 3.5 stars
Lars von Trier once said: "A film should be like a rock in the shoe." Lanthimos seems to have latched onto this advice, producing a film so wildly ridiculous and horrific that you can almost hear the crew laughing at the audience. Imagine David Lynch inviting Gaspar Noe and Michael Haneke over to his pad for a couple of bottles of rum and a brainstorming session.