Was this supposed to be a realistic film? The main character goes around having sex with every single walking being he sees. Now, would one be able to carry so much horniness after doing all the existing drugs in a space of 24 hours? I don't think so. And then again, what's with the character doing e, heroine, joints, coke, speed, all in one day?!? This film is absurd, cliché and it shows what people want to see - gay people being libertine and junkies. On top of this the filming itself doesn't help much. There isn't anything I hate more in film then hand-held cameras (von trier seems to be one of the only people who can do that without being pretentious). It makes the whole process self-conscious and you just know too easily the message the director wants to pass. Bad, bad, bad.
Review of Head On
