Okay, let me be the first to say that I'm all for feminism--women need to be on an equal status as men. Let me also be the first to say that Baise Moi is one of the most offending films to feminism in a long time.
Two women are victimized by some sleazy men, and therefore decide to unleash their inner fury on the entire male population, not to mention a few unsuspecting women. And these two women are clearly very psychotic...society has pushed them to their bitter ends, they will strike back at the norms! Blah blah blah blah...
One man is killed because he wishes to wear a condom before intercourse...one man is killed because he accidentally supposes the man is interested in the gun, not the woman...one man is killed because he's wearing a business suit...all in brutal, painfully-corny slow motion capture which does nothing more than say, "Hey look, everyone, doesn't this blood look real? Can't this actor spit a whole lotta blood out of his mouth? Huh? Huh? Cool, right, guys?"
The film, which seems to be trying to portray some message of female sexual violence, really just succeeds in being one of the most purile, poorly-acted, immature movie creations of late. The witty dialouge that does exist is wasted on these actors, and, in the end, they do nothing more than come off as smirking porn-rejects...um...
It's sad that groups of college intellectuals are going to try to decipher this piece of junk, simply because it's an indie film...it's just a bad snuff-film, nothing more.
And what purpose does a close-up scene involving a girl menstruating in front of the camera prove exactly? That there's still some film frontier waiting to be crossed? Well, you shocked us all girls, nice job, terrible film.
Breaking new envelopes, setting the course of feminism back, and killing brain cells, ultimately, you'll be laughing more than anything. I mean, how is a man kicked to death for being a "condom dickhead" by two coked-up ex-prostitutes NOT ridiculous?
Two women are victimized by some sleazy men, and therefore decide to unleash their inner fury on the entire male population, not to mention a few unsuspecting women. And these two women are clearly very psychotic...society has pushed them to their bitter ends, they will strike back at the norms! Blah blah blah blah...
One man is killed because he wishes to wear a condom before intercourse...one man is killed because he accidentally supposes the man is interested in the gun, not the woman...one man is killed because he's wearing a business suit...all in brutal, painfully-corny slow motion capture which does nothing more than say, "Hey look, everyone, doesn't this blood look real? Can't this actor spit a whole lotta blood out of his mouth? Huh? Huh? Cool, right, guys?"
The film, which seems to be trying to portray some message of female sexual violence, really just succeeds in being one of the most purile, poorly-acted, immature movie creations of late. The witty dialouge that does exist is wasted on these actors, and, in the end, they do nothing more than come off as smirking porn-rejects...um...
It's sad that groups of college intellectuals are going to try to decipher this piece of junk, simply because it's an indie film...it's just a bad snuff-film, nothing more.
And what purpose does a close-up scene involving a girl menstruating in front of the camera prove exactly? That there's still some film frontier waiting to be crossed? Well, you shocked us all girls, nice job, terrible film.
Breaking new envelopes, setting the course of feminism back, and killing brain cells, ultimately, you'll be laughing more than anything. I mean, how is a man kicked to death for being a "condom dickhead" by two coked-up ex-prostitutes NOT ridiculous?