T & P
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It felt like it had a lot of premise, and I was hooked from the off, but I was deeply unsatisfied by its outcome. I don’t have a problem on principle with the good guy(s) losing in films even if it feels a sad or unfair ending, but at the least I expect them to meet their demise after losing an intense fight for survival against their ultimately prevailing antagonist.I watched Speak No Evil at the weekend cos a friend told me not to watch it and that was a red rag to a bull for me.
I know why she said so as I now feel almost complicit in what I watched, like Heneke wanted you to in Funny Games, or like I did when I watched Man Bites Dog.
It’s a Danish horror about a family who befriend a charming Dutch family on holiday and make the mistake of accepting an invitation to visit them for the weekend at their home in the Dutch countryside. They’re initially hesitant, but accept out of politeness, and after encouragement from friends, one of who actually says ‘what could possibly go wrong?’
One of the most disturbing and excruciatingly compelling films I’ve seen in recent years. It all falls apart on closer reflection, but it doesn’t matter.
Don’t watch it though.
But the amount of suspension of disbelief required to accept the notion that the family didn’t do a runner when they had the chance after it’d become crystal clear their hosts were psychopaths, and more importantly the pathetic wimpy way in which they accepted their fate and thst of their child, and didn’t put up a fight and just stood there waiting to be stoned to death was as fucking unbelievable as was absurd and depressing.
I wouldn‘t be surprised if a film critic who read this told me I had missed the point of the ending, and that it all was some kind of metaphor for a couple’s disintegrating relationship, and their acceptance of the futility of life and their failure as human beings, or some shit like that. If that’s the case I guess I’m too uneducated to appreciate that kind of thought-provoking study into the human soul. But I still know it was a massive letdown, and about as enjoyable an experience as a wasabi enema.