[#1200th French Film] 'Baise-moi' meets 'The Hills Have Eyes'. The blood-filled corridor was so Refn/Kitano/Kubrick. Brodinsky on the score? Dope! Helicopter's rotor vibrating. Paranoid dreams on Descent-like cave. Using aluminum on a Mexican beer can to cauterize body and soul. Burning, via lighter, the tree you're impaled on so as to GTFO. Range Rover's purr. Ouarzazate as America. Getting closure with rapists=FTW♡
"Revenge" is equal parts director Coralie Fargeat's reclamation of the rape-revenge genre, a gender-focused update of "The Most Dangerous Game," and a throwback to the heady days of the New French Extremity. The first 25 minutes are a master study in atmosphere and suspense, before the film devolves into an increasingly nonsensical, peyote-fueled action movie. A calling card for director Fargeat and not much else.
Blood soaked feature debut from director Coralie Fargeat melds the French extreme horror with the revenge thriller and what it lacks in novelty it makes up in visual panache and gender dichotomy. Matilda Lutz is great here developing from one extreme to another.
This is one intense and trippy revenge picture. Matilda Lutz is a total badass here as she gives a trio of asshole men their just deserves. Definitely a film that will leave you hanging off of every frame and cringing and cheering as this badass woman gets satisfaction.
Fargeat directs the hell out of this movie up until the moment Jen is pushed off the cliff. From then on the film falls apart and sinks into mediocracy with a "by-the-numbers" revenge routine. There is no development in character which makes both hero and villians uninteresting in the end. And to fall from that height, get impaled and then run around chasing people... Really!? Disbelief not suspended but annihilated.
After the rape, most of Revenge's action is beautiful visually and gory-as-shit, but is largely by-the-numbers, and lacks any added character development, thus feeling routine. That is, at least, until the last showdown, a sequence strong in tension, and most interestingly, features the villainous male fighting for his life without any clothing. It flips genre conventions around and is also feminist-as-fuck.
REVENGE is practically the ONCE UPON A TIME IN THE WEST of rape-revenge films. Its beyond-hyper-stylized and beyond-the-pale attributes will definitely cause one to think of the likes of Gaspar Noé and Nicolas Winding Refn, but nobody will ever mistake it for the megalomaniac pretentiousness of, say, THE NEON DEMON. No. REVENGE is totally amazing trash and proud of it. This Coralie Fargeat owns it, man.
This was pretty damn phenomenal. Kept me at the edge of my seat the whole time, while at the same time got me thinking and feeling—especially feeling—a lot. Also it definitely did its job at subverting tropes. I'm excited to see what Fargeat does next.
P.s: female gaze in genre cinema is THE future