Nymphomaniac isn't much of a film, in terms of filmmaking. The disjointed editing seems lazy at worst, arbitrary at best, the plotting is often facile, the dialogue could've used a few more drafts; compared to, say, Antichrist – the opening sequence of which gets reprised here – it's a much less beautiful movie. But this ragged, silly, very personal drama isn't trying for beauty. What can you say about a film that leads with the line "I discovered my c*** as a two-year-old"? It's a provocation.
Preston Wilder
junho 3, 2014