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A thirteen-year-old girl's relationship with her mother is put to the test as she discovers drugs, sex, and petty crime in the company of her cool but troubled best friend.
A grieving couple retreat to their cabin in the woods, hoping to repair their broken hearts and troubled marriage. But nature takes its course and things go from bad to worse.
Director:
Lars von Trier
Stars:
Willem Dafoe,
Charlotte Gainsbourg,
Storm Acheche Sahlstrøm
A young Italian actress embarks on a self-destructive spree of sex, drugs and other excess while doing some soul searching to find the path for redemption.
Director:
Asia Argento
Stars:
Asia Argento,
Jean Shepard,
Herbert Fritsch
In New York City's Harlem circa 1987, an overweight, abused, illiterate teen who is pregnant with her second child is invited to enroll in an alternative school in hopes that her life can head in a new direction.
The dysfunctional twenty-three years old Sarah takes her six years old natural son Jeremiah from the home of his beloved foster parents with the support of the social service to live with her. Along the years, the boy shares her insane and lowlife style and is introduced to booze and drugs and mentally, physically and sexually abused by Sarah, her lovers and her religiously fanatic family. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
The montage of Sarah's boyfriends are actually men whom Asia met and dated during filming. At one point, there a still image of Vin Diesel, whom Asia did not date but admitted that she fancied. See more »
Goofs
When Jeremiah is in the diner pouring sugar into the cereal bowl, the amount of sugar in the bowl changes between shots. See more »
Quotes
Older Jeremiah:
[after being caught by Sarah, eating food in a dumpster she says was poison]
But... but I don't wanna die.
Sarah:
You ate poison! You ate poison!
Older Jeremiah:
If I die, who will watch the walls?
Sarah:
You think I need you? You've done nothing but ruin everything for me. I was fine on my own until you came along. I sacrificed everything for you.
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Interesting premise (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas meets Mary Poppins!), intriguing performances (over the top exploitation of insane plot points), and perceptive direction (occasional drug-induced editing fluidity) do not a good movie make. The harrowing, gritty chronicles of child abuse start off believable enough, but quickly for me devolved into a shallow montage of misery that trampled it's overall impact. While I admire Argento for tackling the material and attempting to remain as faithful to the spirit of the book as possible, she seems way over her head here in a film that just takes us down a deep, dark road with no real reason to feel or care why. Despite having an obvious affinity with the source, Argento fails to imbue any of these characters with any sense of reality, instead insisting on just trudging out nightmare after nightmare of caricature decay, hoping the sometimes potent imagery will perhaps paint a larger picture then what the actual material here is doing.
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Interesting premise (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas meets Mary Poppins!), intriguing performances (over the top exploitation of insane plot points), and perceptive direction (occasional drug-induced editing fluidity) do not a good movie make. The harrowing, gritty chronicles of child abuse start off believable enough, but quickly for me devolved into a shallow montage of misery that trampled it's overall impact. While I admire Argento for tackling the material and attempting to remain as faithful to the spirit of the book as possible, she seems way over her head here in a film that just takes us down a deep, dark road with no real reason to feel or care why. Despite having an obvious affinity with the source, Argento fails to imbue any of these characters with any sense of reality, instead insisting on just trudging out nightmare after nightmare of caricature decay, hoping the sometimes potent imagery will perhaps paint a larger picture then what the actual material here is doing.