In this story of ordinary madness, postwar America is depicted as an insane asylum where womanizers and alcoholics prey on the weak and perform electric shocks "therapy". Some have described Alverson's vision as nihilistic and bleak, but he's a profound realist: The Mountain is about the lobotomization of gullible Americans: discipline & punish on a mass scale. I'd take Rick Alverson over Wes Anderson any given day.
A very relevant critique of American exceptionalism/romanticism as well as masculine power and domesticity. Goldbum is pretty good in this, but the final act take over by the drunken new age Denis Lavant is unforgettable in both its lunacy and sadness. Alverson continues to make haunting movies that challenge audiences not only with uncomfortable material but also with how his stuff creates uncomfortable reactions.
Tout les personnages sont sur une ligne constante, sans variante (mais sont tous intéressants), belle lumière, folle DA un peu trop unidimensionnel quant à la couleur, belle image forte, mais il manque la sauce. Ça manque de saveur mordante, je dois avoué avoir été déçu.
Rick Alverson, the grand auteur who continues to dive into the abyss of deepest void called America, his newest despair shows us, through notorious lobotomy operation, what is really there behind the beautiful prosperity and happiness in 50's aka after World War 2. But here is the infinite ash-gray anguish, far from iridescent American dreams. It's a monumental masterwork in 2010's like David Lynch's "Blue Velvet".
We have seen in Alverson's work a pursuit of irony's beyond, the external side of irony's limit. There's been a tendency to push past irony into vacuum, THE MOUNTAIN being a fairly notable development in suggesting a pursuit of limit whereby a higher consciousness might become hard to disentangle from mental illness. I especially love that he would appear to be mocking Philip Roth, John Updike, and John Irving.