October 04, 2008
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May flames lick your genitalia.Comprised of three separate stories chronicling three generations of men within one truly dysfunctional family, György Pálfi's surrealistic drama Taxidermia is a shocking yet oddly heartfelt meditation on mankind's penchant for self preservation, be it literally or metaphorically. The picture runs the gamut from strangely hilarious to profoundly disturbing, the latter of which is experienced during a few key scenes that incorporate various forms of icky animal abuse. However, despite the jarring nature of these truly revolting moments, Pálfi manages to maintain a keen sense of humanity; one never feels as if they're being cruelly manipulated by the unusual imagery on-screen, a feat which seems almost impossible in this day and age of gratuitous sex and violence. Granted, most people may feel very differently about this snappy little motion picture, especially once they catch site of a harelipped Hungarian soldier shooting a column of fire from the tip of his erect manhood. Taxidermia is, perhaps, one of the few genuinely intelligent films that deftly incorporates postmortem beastiality, competitive eating, buckets of vomit, human taxidermy, and curly tails on babies into one cohesive package. Is it a masterpiece, you ask? In my estimation, it's pretty darn close. Highly recommended.
Recipe For Success: Unconventional Storytelling + An Effective Use Of Unsettling Imagery + I Want Shoot Fire From My Penis
For Those With Weak Stomachs: Don't watch it. I'm not even kidding with you.
I ate my dinner twice last night.
2 Spasms:
Sweet damn. How does the grossness factor stack up against something like Salo?
Taxidermia's heart is what keeps it from reaching the cinematic sewer that is Salo. Context is the key here, as opposed to just assaulting the viewer with endless sexual depravity.
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