And the award for most boring, pretentious and pointless 'horror' film of the last 20 years goes to.... Trouble Every Day, a mind-numbingly tedious arthouse crap-fest featuring lethargic, understated performances from all involved (Brown Bunny star Vincent Gallo giving another emotionless and thoroughly irritating turn) with some sex and violence to stir up controversy (a la Lars Von Trier, another film-maker whose impenetrable and supposedly shocking work leaves me in a torpor).
Gallo plays Shane Brown, husband to pretty brunette June (Tricia Vessey). Shane would like to get busy with Jane in the Parisian hotel in which they are staying, but the communicable disease that has reduced him to cannibalism prevents him from doing so (meaning that he has to either crank one out in the bathroom or force himself upon hapless young women, both of which are shown in detail to qualify this film as provocative). Meanwhile, Coré (Béatrice Dalle) is also suffering from the same affliction, her husband Léo (Alex Descas) keeping her barricaded in their home so she can do no harm.
After 100 minutes of languorous scenes of contentious drivel, including the aforementioned masturbatory moment, Dalle covering herself in blood, and the rape and murder of a chambermaid (Shane 'eating her out' -- literally!), all of which is presented in the most dreary, uninvolving way possible, the film ends suddenly without resolution, leaving the viewer to ponder the purpose of the whole sorry affair. I don't believe there is one.
Gallo plays Shane Brown, husband to pretty brunette June (Tricia Vessey). Shane would like to get busy with Jane in the Parisian hotel in which they are staying, but the communicable disease that has reduced him to cannibalism prevents him from doing so (meaning that he has to either crank one out in the bathroom or force himself upon hapless young women, both of which are shown in detail to qualify this film as provocative). Meanwhile, Coré (Béatrice Dalle) is also suffering from the same affliction, her husband Léo (Alex Descas) keeping her barricaded in their home so she can do no harm.
After 100 minutes of languorous scenes of contentious drivel, including the aforementioned masturbatory moment, Dalle covering herself in blood, and the rape and murder of a chambermaid (Shane 'eating her out' -- literally!), all of which is presented in the most dreary, uninvolving way possible, the film ends suddenly without resolution, leaving the viewer to ponder the purpose of the whole sorry affair. I don't believe there is one.