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We had the opportunity to meet Dafoe briefly earlier this year when he came to the Brattle Theater. Why the confusion? Perhaps this: very small man, very big dick. No, too big because everybody got very confused when they saw it. We had a stand-in for him because we had to take the scenes But you can say in the film that it’s changed reality.Īs for Dafoe, I wouldn’t let him treat her in any other way than with One of the main ideasīehind the treatment is that a fear is a thought, and a thought doesn’tĬhange reality. Years, and I tend to get sarcastic about it. Willem Dafoe - and I think you've mentioned this before - plays probably the worst therapist in the history of movies.įirst of all, I have been undergoing this cognitive therapy for three And not, as in the case of Marky Wahlberg in Boogie Nights, because his member was insufficient for the part, but for the opposite reason: Dafoe's dick is just way too fucking huge: Jeff Meyers writes about film for Metro Times.We suspect some of you may have missed the salient segment of Peter Keough's interview with Antichrist director Lars Von Trier this week, in which he revealed that Willem Dafoe required a stunt-cock for the film. Otherwise you merely end up inciting momentary revulsion followed by lasting indifference. According to the book 'Penis Size and Enlargement,' the 'Miami Vice' star is hung like a speedboat. You should have some notion as to why you're provoking them. Willem Dafoe is widely rumored to be the owner of Hollywoods largest package. It's not enough to simply provoke your audience. Along with examples of how rational thinking is subverted by nature and how women will, in the end, match a history of misogyny with evil of their own, Antichrist makes the provocative claim that all male-female relationships ultimately descend into savage anger, revenge and survival of the most ruthless. And inevitably, some fans will fall for it. But who really cares? It's all art-house hokum. Freud is dead, right?"Īre She and He the anti-Adam and -Eve? That seems to be von Trier's threadbare thesis. How do we take his Calvin Klein ad-inspired opening, where Dafoe and Gainsbourg have graphic sex in glossy black and white while their child artfully falls out the apartment window to the snowy pavement below? As if that weren't enough, von Trier dismisses the metaphorical value of his own imagery by having Gainsbourg proclaim: "Dreams are of no interest in modern psychology. Instead, the director's out to craft a horror-fueled lark. Such haunting dreams and brief explorations into how grief and lust collide hint at what Antichrist might've been if von Trier actually gave a damn. Grief, guilt, the chaos of nature, and marital discord escalate into gruesome violence and disturbing hallucinatory visions. Hoping to prevent his wife's impending mental breakdown, psychiatrist He decides to take She to their woodland cabin - called Eden - and treat her himself. Want to see a penis worked until it spurts blood? Antichrist is your film! If you think Willem Dafoe got it bad in Last Temptation of Christ (which probably had no small part in getting him cast here), wait until you see his wife screw a grindstone into his leg.ĭivided into four chapters bookended with an epilogue and prologue, von Trier's plodding parable follows He (Dafoe) and She (Charlotte Gainsbourg), a couple grieving their young son's death. But despite his obvious desire to shock and outrage audiences with Antichrist (didn't he get over that in his 20s?), he ends up creating a ponderous and pretentious exercise in psycho-sexual allegory that's punctuated by graphic genital mutilation. Lately, however, the former Dogme 95 director has been drowning in his own venomous views of humanity and, in particular, Americans. Though his scorn for religious faith is always evident, there was empathy for why his characters sought its embrace. But his early efforts showed some compassion and tragic lyricism. Sure, most of his melodramas feature the same narrative backbone: An unstable, vulnerable woman slowly goes mad while enacting some sort of retribution upon a sadistic male - most often her lover.
