First off we have Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds. I’ve always been a fan of Hitchcock but I sometimes forget he liked the slow burn movies, always building suspense as the movie progresses. The Birds definitely fits in that category. It starts off kind of cheesy with Rod Taylor meeting Tippi Hedren in an aviary, pretending to need love birds for his little sister. Tippi follows Rod to Bodega Bay to bring his sister the birds, as the story progresses you see the birds becoming more and more aggressive toward the people, ultimately outright attacking a kids birthday party. And killing and pecking out the eyes of some of the citizens of Bodega Bay, California.
Every town needs a group of preteen boys with BB guns just for these types of things.
Next up is Lars Von Trier’s Antichrist. I really should just stop trying to watch these art house films, I never get them and just feel frustrated at the end. Antichrist is no different, It feels longer than it is, but the shocking ending I kept reading about truly is shocking and I won’t be able to forget that anytime soon, so I give him that.
I’ve been told that it is his critique on therapy, apparently Von Trier suffered or suffers from depression and the help he was getting wasn’t helping. I can see that, Dafoe plays a therapist who is trying to help his wife, Charlotte Gainsbourg, battle depression but he does not do a very good job.