My relationship with the films of von Trier is strained to say the least. I’ve always felt that there are great movies in the works but his humongous ego usually drowns everything in a thick layer of pretension... ruining any chance of enjoyment on my end. Somehow, defying all logic, THTJB has finally allowed me to enjoy one of his films. It’s pretentious as all hell but through Matt Dillon’s tour de force performance and a fascinating look into the sinister machinations ticking away under the surface of our serial killer, it somehow comes out unspoiled... well, mostly unspoiled. I still have issues, but knowing von Trier that’s exactly what he wants. The focus of the film is failed architect Jack and his random, heinous slayings. As he journeys along to his final fate, he attempts to explain to his guide into the afterlife just what made him tick... or he may just be breaking the silence because he likes to hear his own voice. Gruesome, hilarious and boring in equal measure, I’ll be damned but somehow it all works.
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