Showing posts with label 2010s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2010s. Show all posts

Thursday, July 16, 2026

Picks of 2016

2016 was a year for the underdog, a sentiment reflected in several films I enjoyed. Korean horror, low budget thrillfests and problematic action films were my personal highlights in a period dominated by endless comic book movies, unwanted remakes and shameless sequels. No change from any other year then.

The Autopsy of Jane Doe (André Øvredal)
The Belko Experiment (Greg McLean)
Don't Breathe (Fede Álvarez) 
The Girl with All the Gifts (Colm McCarthy) 
Hotel Coolgardie (Pete Gleeson)
Hush (Mike Flanagan)
London Has Fallen (Babak Najafi) 
The Neon Demon (Nicolas Winding Refn)
The Nice Guys (Shane Black) 
The Shallows (Jaume Collet-Serra)
Terrifier (Damien Leone) 
Train to Busan (Yeon Sang-ho)
The Wailing (Na Hong-jin)

I remember being mostly positive about Rogue One: A Star Wars Story, but I've not cared for anything Star Wars related after the deluge of awful films and TV shows ever since. 

Tuesday, October 7, 2025

Fidel Gastro

The Platform (Galder Gaztelu-Urrutia, 2019)

Occasionally, a film which has been on my radar winds up disappearing like Malaysia Airlines Flight 370. Netflix's The Platform (2019), or, if we want to call it by its original Spanish title, El hoyo is one such film. Helmed by a first time director Galder Gaztelu-Urrutia, The Plaform piqued my interest largely due to it being a dystopian sci-fi thriller where residents of the Vertical Self-Management Centre, a vast prison tower nicknamed The Pit, serve a given period in order to achieve their freedom and improved status in the outside world. The inmates are allowed one object while confined in The Pit, which can be anything from a weapon to a violin. Each day, these individuals are fed via a magically descending concrete platform laden with food. The catch being, it's the only meal of the day and those on the highest levels can gorge on as much food as they want once the descending platform spends a short limited time on their level. Thus, the higher-ups can feast like kings, while the lesser fortunate, further down, might face the very real possibility of starving to death. Hence, The Platform is an exploration of classicism, greed and the true test of human solidarity. A further twist to this situation is the inmates being reassigned to a random level at the start of each month. 

Frank Zappa lookalike Goreng (Iván Massagué) is the latest inmate. Armed with a copy of Cervantes's novel Don Quixote, it's not long before he's forced to learn the basic rule of survival inside the megastructure: Eat to survive! Goreng's cellmate, Trimigasi (Zorion Eguileor), a short and stocky elderly man with a misanthropic outlook on life, is wondering how long his new cellmate will last.Trimigasi is also pleased that he's on Level 48 in the complex; a relatively high level where food is more likely to be available from the upper level. More chance of leftovers. The disparity between the two individuals could never be more different; including the reasons for their admittance in The Pit. Goreng volunteered to be in their for an accredited diploma, while it was either a one year stint in the hell hole or forever in a psychiatric hospital for throwing a TV out of his window and accidentally murdering someone.

Goreng comes with the solution that it would be fairer to ration the food. An amused Trimigasi asks him, if he's a communist. Goreng attempts to persuade the higher ups, unsurprisingly, he's ridiculed. Similarly, his plea is also rejected by those below him. It's not helped when the odious Trimigasi urinates on the lower level after they complain about no wine being left, either. The elderly cellmate's logic being they would have done the same, if the tables were turned.

Trimigasi: The people below us are below us.
Goreng: Next month they might be above us. 
Trimigasi: Yes, and they'll piss on us. The bastards.

Goreng also has his first encounter with the beautiful Miharu (Alexandra Masangkay), a mute and battle-scarred woman, who rides the platform in the desperate hope of finding her child in the lower depths of the pit. Goreng is shocked by the notion of a child even being in the concrete hellhole. And yet, as Goreng's first month rolls by, he adapts to his environment; becoming more comfortable with eating from the platform and forming a close bond with Trimigasi. The scenes where he reads to his elderly cellmate and they exercise together for their mental and physical healths, are genuinely endearing.

Our cellmates' relationship takes a dramatic turn once the sleeping gas wears off and Goreng wakes up tied and gagged to his bed by Trimigasi. It's the start of a new month, and the pair are now way down the hole on Level 171. Starvation is very real. Trimigasi has been in this position before and survived it by resorting to cannibalism. The elderly man proposes a dark and twisted offer to his cellmate: he'll carve strips of Goreng's flesh to feed the both of them. In the midsts of his leg being cut up by the old cannibal, he's saved by Miharu and Trimigasi is subsequently killed by Goreng. Thus, the wannabe revolutionary himself turns to cannibalism in order to the rest of the month in the Pit. Having eaten human flesh, the act has made Goreng see visions of Trimigasi; haunting him from beyond the grave.

Another month, another twist of fate. Goreng is now on Level 33, a far more survivable part of the Pit. He's greeted by Ramses II, a sausage dog owned by a woman named Imoguiri (Antonia San Juan), the very same admittance officer who interviewed him for his application for the Vertical Self-Management Centre. Having lost her fight with cancer, the new inmate has decided to spend her final weeks learning of what her work has led to. She quickly learns how naïve she has been and makes similar pleas for solidarity and rationing to the other levels, echoing Goreng's first month. But it hits much harder for Imoguiri being a former employee for this diabolical construction. She has blood on her hands. How many have died here? Could her employers really have put a child in this ungodly construct? When the month passes, Goreng discovers he's on Level 202. Imoguiri has taken her own life. Once again, Goreng must eat human flesh. Another vision forever accompanying our protagonist. Imoguiri and Trimigasi now serving as our protagonist's good versus bad conscience.

Ascending to a more privileged Level 6 the following month, Goreng has a plan. Estimating there must be around 250 levels, our protagonist persuades his latest cellmate, Baharat (Emilio Buale), a religious man who literally gets shitted on by the higher-ups during an escape attempt, to descend to the lower levels with him in order to feed the prisoners below. They will demand the inmates on the first fifty levels to go without food for the day and use physical force if necessary to enforce it. During their decent, they encounter a scholar who suggests a message must also be sent to the hand that feeds them on Level 0; an untouched dish. The panna cotta is the message

The slow descent to the lower levels is easily the piece de resistance of The Platform. Gaztelu-Urrutia takes obvious inspiration from Dante's Inferno. The two cellmates traversing down on the magical concrete slab makes for compelling viewing. You're never sure what they expect. On one level you see charred remains of two people, on another two cellmates in a rubber pool, who turn out to be the film's story writers. A further twist is the platform going even further down than Goreng's estimation. It turns out out to be 333 levels. Two cellmates on each level. It couldn't be more clear what the Pit represents.

Gaztelu-Urrutia's commentary on capitalism and classism is about as subtle as being punched in the face by Frank Castle. Hardly, the first film with these criticisms, let alone the only that year. Bong Joon Ho's critically acclaimed Parasite (2019) was also released at the time. However, the South Korean black comedy, is a far more stylish and nuanced offering, whereas The Platform is ugly and austere. Incidentally, The Platform has more in common with Bong Joon Ho's dystopian sci-fi thriller Snowpiercer (2013), but the advantage of Tilda Swinton and Chris Evans not being in it. Another obvious influence is Vincenzo Natali's proto-Saw film Cube (1997) in its concept. Each of  The Platform's characters seem to represent archetypes in the dog eat dog world of the capitalist hierarchy: Trimigasi completely capable of committing evil to get to the top, while Imoguiri being blissfully unaware of her part in the brutal system she's contributed to until it's too late. Lastly, Goreng representing the socialist revolutionary striving for solidarity resorting to violence to enforce it after all pleasantries fail. The viewer never gets to see who runs the show, only a grim looking maître d' and cooks meticulously preparing the banquet of incredible food which is never enough to feed everyone.

The only real gripe is the ambiguous ending that I won't spoil. Considering how openly blunt the film's messaging has been, why opt for a cop out ending that's so intentionally vague? A notable sore point observed from other reviewers. Regardless, this wasn't enough to ruin my overall impression of the film. The many positives outweighed those final moments.

The Platform is a horrifying film; brutal, nihilistic and hard to recommend to any dog lovers. However, it's the film's sci-fi concept which is the most extreme aspect. The brutalist construct boxing everyone into various levels as an allegory to the class system. I absolutely loved this film so much, I immediately hunted checked out Gaztelu-Urrutia's two other subsequent efforts. Alas, both The Platform 2 (2024) and Rich Flu (2024 /25) are significant downgrades and even more infested with shameless Marxist propaganda than your kid's university. The latter film being utterly soporific despite a ridiculous premise of a virus which only targets the wealthy. In any case, at least comrade Gaztelu-Urrutia has one truly great film under his belt, making it a crying shame it's rotting on Netflix and not available on any English friendly physical format release.

Thursday, January 9, 2025

Picks of 2015

Movie picks from the year when we bid farewell to Sir Christopher Lee, Wes Craven and Cilla Black.

Two of the best releases of the decade were from this specific year. (In case you were wondering - Mad Max: Fury Road and The Witch)

Bone Tomahawk (S. Craig Zahler)
Cop Car (Jon Watts)
Crimson Peak (Guillermo del Toro)
Deathgasm (Jason Lei Howden)
Ex Machina (Alex Garland)
The Hallow (Corin Hardy)
Hardcore Henry (Illya Naishuller)
The Invitation (Karyn Kusama)
Mad Max: Fury Road (George Miller)
Night of the Rat (David R.L)
Sicario (Denis Villeneuve)
The Witch (Robert Eggers)
 
Films I liked at the time, but never revisited:
Ip Man 3 (Wilson Yip); Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse (Christopher Landon); Howl (Paul Hyett); Southbound (Matt Bettinelli-Olpin, David Bruckner, Tyler Gillett, Patrick Horvath, Roxanne Benjamin, Justin Martinez, Chad Villella); A Christmas Horror Story (Steven Hoban, Grant Harvey, Brett Sullivan); The Blackcoat's Daughter (Osgood Perkins); Turbo Kid (François Simard, Anouk Whissell, Yoann-Karl Whissell); Green Room (Jeremy Saulnier); The Lobster (Yorgos Lanthimos); Ava's Possessions (Jordan Galland); Welcome to Leith (Michael Beach Nichols, Christopher K. Walker); The Hateful Eight (Quentin Tarantino); The Revenant (Alejandro González Iñárritu); The Gift (Joel Edgerton). 

Also my opinions went 360 degrees with the seventh instalments in the Star Wars, Rocky and Fast & Furious franchises. Call it falling victim to hype-nosis.

Yet to see Can Evrenol's Baskin, which is perhaps the biggest blindspot from 2015.

2015 was also the year that introduced to me, and I'm sure many others out there, the actress Ana de Armas in an English language film; Eli Roth's Knock, Knock. A remake of the psychological thriller Death Game (1977).

Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Highest Rated Films of the 21st Century

When it comes to film reviews, Letterboxd is a reprehensible social platform for hive-minded narcissists. Not even worth posting a review there. But it does happen to be a useful site for grading and logging films when compiling miscellaneous lists. Handy for anyone running a film blog.

Here's a list of your humble curator's highest scoring films from the 21st century (minimum of ★★★★½ out of ★★★★★) logged onto Letterboxd:

American Psycho (Mary Harron, 2000)
Battle Royale (Kinji Fukasaku, 2000)
Sexy Beast (Jonathan Glazer, 2000)
Shadow of the Vampire (E. Elias Merhige, 2000)
Mulholland Drive (David Lynch, 2001)
Training Day (Antoine Fuqua, 2001)
28 Days Later (Danny Boyle, 2002)
City of God (Fernando Meirelles, 2002)
Ju-on: The Grudge (Takashi Shimizu, 2002) 
Oldboy (Park Chan-wook, 2003)
Kill Bill: Volume 1 (Quentin Tarantino, 2003)
The Descent (Neil Marshall, 2005)
Apocalypto (Mel Gibson, 2006)
Children of Men (Alfonso Cuarón, 2006)
Pan's Labyrinth (Guillermo del Toro, 2006)
[REC] (Jaume Balagueró & Paco Plaza, 2007)
Hot Fuzz (Edgar Wright, 2007)
Love Exposure (Sion Sono, 2008)
Bronson (Nicolas Winding Refn, 2008)
Let the Right One In (Tomas Alfredson, 2008)
Martyrs (Pascal Laugier, 2008)
Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call – New Orleans (Werner Herzog, 2009)
The House of the Devil (Ti West, 2009)
Triangle (Christopher Smith, 2009) 
13 Assassins (Takashi Miike, 2010)
Black Swan (Darren Aronofsky, 2010)
I Saw the Devil (Kim Jee-woon, 2010)
Troll Hunter (André Øvredal, 2010)
Toy Story 3 (Lee Unrich, 2010)
Drive (Nicolas Winding Refn, 2011)
The Raid (Gareth Evans, 2011)
The Skin I Live In (Pedro Almodóvar, 2011)
Berberian Sound Studio (Peter Strickland, 2012)
Dredd (Pete Travis & Alex Garland, 2012)
The Wolf of Wall Street (Martin Scorsese, 2013)
Under the Skin (Jonathan Glazer, 2013)
It Follows (David Robert Green, 2014)
The Raid 2 (Gareth Evans, 2014)
The Babadook (Jennifer Kent, 2014)
Mad Max: Fury Road (George Miller, 2015)
The Witch (Robert Eggers, 2015)
The Neon Demon (Nicolas Winding Refn, 2016)
Train to Busan (Yeon Sang-ho, 2016)
Brawl in Cell Block 99 (S. Craig Zahler, 2017)
The House That Jack Built (Lars Von Trier, 2018)
Hereditary (Ari Aster, 2018)
Mandy (Panos Cosmatos, 2018)
The Irishman (Martin Scorsese, 2019)
The Lighthouse (Robert Eggers, 2019)
Parasite (Bong Joon-ho, 2019)
Dinner in America (Adam Rehmeier, 2020)
Benedetta (Paul Verhoeven, 2021)
Mad God (Phil Tippett, 2021)
The Northman (Robert Eggers, 2022)
The Zone of Interest (Jonathan Glazer, 2023)

Dada Debaser Notes:

  • For the record, I couldn't be arsed to include the ★★★★ movies as originally intended since it would have been 246 entries rather than the 55 above. Ain't nobody got time for that!
  • Worked with release dates according to Letterboxd rather than when they came out in my region to avoid a massive headache.
  • Most of the entries were rated prior to a six year hiatus from Letterboxd (from 2016 to 2022). The cool part is how their ratings are largely unchanged.
  • Unapologetic about the overall horror bias. 
  • Some critically revered films that didn't make the cut were either rated lower than the minimum requirement, or were just shite. Make your own damned list if you don't see picks you expected!

Saturday, February 17, 2024

Picks of 2014

Despite not caring for critical and popular favourites like Birdman, Whiplash, John Wick and Gone Girl, 2014 was still a very strong year for your host: it was a great mix of domestic and international releases; a healthy balance of mainstream and independent titles; incredible directorial debuts from Jennifer Kent, Dan Gilroy and Ana Lily Amirpour. Even Wes Anderson made a film that I enjoyed. Crazy!

'71 (Yann Demange)
 Alléluia (Fabrice Du Welz)
As Above, So Below (John Erick Dowdle)
The Babadook (Jennifer Kent)
The Duke of Burgundy (Peter Strickland)
Frank (Lenny Abrahamson)
The Guest (Adam Wingard)
It Follows (David Robert Mitchell)
The Lego Movie ( Phil Lord & Christopher Miller) 
Nightcrawler (Dan Gilroy)
Paddington (Paul King)
The Purge: Anarchy (James DeMonaco) 
The Raid 2 (Gareth Evans)
The Rover (David Michôd)
Sin City: A Dame to Kill For (Robert Rodriguez & Frank Miller)
Spring (Aaron Moorhead & Justin Benson)
Starry Eyes (Kevin Kolsch & Dennis Widmyer)
What We Do In the Shadows (Taika Waititi & Jemaine Clement)
Wild Tales (Damián Szifron)
Wolf Creek 2 (Greg McLean)

Revisiting It Follows last month was a reminder how I still don't own what's arguably the best film soundtrack of the 2010s:

Disasterpeace  - Title
It Follows OST, 2014
 

Monday, May 8, 2023

Come Die With Me

The Invitation (Karyn Kasuma, 2015)

Watching Candy Land (2023) earlier this year had me hungry for another religious cult themed movie that wasn't burdened with tired and recurring folk-horror tropes. It was great when Robert Eggers unleashed The Witch in 2015, but eight years later, I'm officially at Mr. Creosote's bursting point with all that pagan shite. Thankfully, The Invitation (2015) fulfills this film craving.

Set in the upmarket Hollywood hills of L.A, Logan Marshall-Green, alternatively known as Lidl brand Tom Hardy, plays The Invitation's protagonist, Will. Bizarrely, he, and his new lady Kira, are invited to his former home for a lush dinner party hosted by his ex-wife, Eden and her new husband, David. Call me old fashioned, but what kind of person would even attend any kind of party event hosted by an ex?

With John Carroll Lynch, the creepy looking bald giant from the de riguer thriller for millennials, Zodiac (2007), and a half-naked (the bottom half in case you were wondering) hippie chick called Sadie, à la the Tate-LaBianca murders, turning up as odd guests, it's not hard to predict that things are probably going to go sour for this swanky soirée. And things definitely go south when hosts Eden and her second husband David announce they're members of a religious cult along with the two other aforementioned nutjobs. What follows is the consumption of ultra expensive Châteauneuf-du-Plonk, truth games and watching a video of a dying cultist ascending to the afterlife. Oh, what an atmosphere! I love a party with a happy atmosphere!

As a slow-burner, The Invitation's pacing might try the patience of some viewers, but it happens to be a rare example where the played out cliche of continuous gas lighting towards the protagonist's paranoia genuinely works; which wouldn't have been the case if there weren't any supportative scenes devoted to Will and Eden's back story - before and after their shared tragedy. Also, watching LA hipsters, bereft of any intelligence with regards to their self presevation, enduring a multitude of strange and worrying occurrences while still treating Will as a miserable party pooper, is laughably entertaining to me.

Kasuma's film reeks of hipster mumblecore, which would be an automatic turn-off usually, but in the context of bourgeois and narcisstic thirty-somethings at a poncey dinner party, it's positively part and parcel with providing a degree of realism. The Invitation is also part of a mini-wave of films from the 2010s pertaining to all things Hollyweird, supporting the notion of LA being a modern day Sodom and Gomorrah. It's why I also feel so drawn to the ambitious mess of the conspiracy noir, Under the Silver Lake (2018) and the slept-on, body horror Starry Eyes (2014); now even more thematically relevant after the #MeToo movement.

First caught The Invitation by chance while casually browsing Netflix. Going in knowing absolutely nothing about the film, it was one of the few rewarding discoveries on that awful streaming service. A tense and suspenseful psychological thriller, laced with enough atmospheric dread to make it feel completely compelling. So chuffed this was given a nice physical media release eventually. 

I've had the misfortune of catching some of Karyn Kasuma's other films and The Invitation is the only one genuinely worth revisiting ever again; not even a demonic Megan Fox in her prime in Jennifer's Body (2009) is worth the time. The feminist-themed horror anthology XX (2017) was completely forgettable. Kasuma's most recent feature film, Destroyer (2018), was a soporifically dull neo-noir. Only memorable part was an unrecognisable Nicole Kidman giving some invalid bloke a hand job! Despite all those duds in her repertoire, it only goes to show that a bad film maker like Kasuma is still potentially capable of churning out a rare gem like The Invitation at some point in their lifetime.

Monday, December 5, 2022

Songs in the Key of Lies

Under the Silver Lake (The Songwriter scene)
(David Robert Mitchell, 2018)
 

Considering David Robert Mitchell's debut film It Follows (2014) marked him as one third of horror cinema's hottest trifecta (along with Jennifern Kent's The Babadook (2014) and Richard Eggers' The Witch (2015)), his sophomore effort, Under the Silver Lake (2018), was something of a disappointment for yours truly. What's really heartbreaking about it are the numerous elements and ideas introduced which are greatly appealing: ranging from cryptic codes, Hollywood's elitism, mysterious tunnels beneath L.A and etc, feeling squandered after having to sit through its long running time.

The problems with Under the Silver Lake really do lie with Mitchell punching above his weight, since its premise feels overly ambitious in his hands and all too random; resulting in many of the film's questions either remaining unanswered, or given the quintessential ambiguous treatment; which is a familiar cop-out whenever a film maker over extends their reach. Also, when fans are having to resort to external sources like the internet in order to decypher hidden meanings and messages just to fill the gaps, then that defeats the objective of any good mystery, in my opinion.

What Under the Silver Lake does have, however, is a fantastic scene where Adam Garfield's wasteman meets the mysterious, Illuminati-like songwriter. He is the architect to many classic songs and jingles glorified in popular culture. It's a compelling scene where the old timer tinkers away on his piano while simultaneously crushing Andrew Garfield's very soul. The realisation that those beloved songs Garfield cherished were like disposable fodder to the elderly songwriter, makes this scene pure gold.

Managed to revisit Under the Silver Lake again recently, and while this time around the experience kind of cushioned the blow, its flaws are still apparent. A real shame, as it potentially could have been one of the best films of the 2010s, if Mitchell had a bit more experience under his belt.

Sunday, November 13, 2022

Tanz Macabre

Suspiria (Olga's Dance scene)
(Luca Guadagino, 2018)

There's a special place in Hell reserved for anyone who prefers Luca Guadagino's washed out remake of Suspiria over Dario Argento's 1977 colourful original. In a perfect world all those involved in the remake's production ought to have been ridiculed and flogged for this blasphemy. I mean, who's idea was it to have Tilda Swinton play three roles; including as an old codger, or replace Goblin's iconic score with a thoroughly depressed Thom Yorke on the piano? To add insult to injury, make the film run about an hour longer than the original.

On a positive tip, Guadagino's film does have one redeeming scene about it which stops me from throwing a complete wobbly like Madame Blanc. That scene is when Dakota Johnson's Susie Bannion does her performative dance while inflicting her witch powers upon poor old Olga; leaving her like a broken ragdoll. Perhaps the most disturbing scene and the only real notable highlight from this celluloid travesty.

Suspira (Olga's "Snakes!" scene)
(Dario Argento, 1977)

Since I'm posting about Suspiria, albeit if it's only about the one redeeming feature from the remake, can we at least show some love for the O.G Olga, played by Barbara Magnolfi from the ultra sleazefest giallo, The Sister of Ursula (1978)? Argento originally wanted children as his Tanz Dance students, but, incredibly, even the Italians back then thought it was unwise to feature kids as victims in his technicolour splatter. Hence the adults acting like children at times and none more apparent than the scene between Olga and Sara having a childish spat in this classic scene from the perfecto original.

Monday, September 19, 2022

Fritz Like a Glove

The Golden Glove (Fatih Akin, 2019)

Late pass here! Heard a lot about this film the last couple of years, but it wasn't until now that I got to see it. Kicking myself for taking too long, because it's a superb film. Based on the true story of German serial killer, Fritz Honka; a repulsive-looking, alcoholic, night watchman who lured vulnerable women to his festering lair for booze and a good time. Unfortunately, for some of them, his attic apartment would be the last place they would ever visit alive. These victims would eventually be dismembered and then hidden within the walls and beneath the floorboards of his rancid, porn-decorated flat.

What's blatantly apparent about Akin's film is how insanely well it depicts the seemy and pathetic lives of the local denizens of the notorious Hamburg pub, The Golden Glove. Set in the seventies, the viewer is thrown into Fritz Honka's repulsively, grimy, alcohol-fuelled world. Life is incredibly bleak and depressing for the patrons of this seedy drinking establishement. It makes it all the more plausible how the disfigured Honka, could take advantage of a number of alcoholic women for his own malevolent satisfaction - which includes beating them and inserting large frankfurters in their orifices. It's on the same atmospheric wave length as the real crime scuzziness of Fhiona Louise's Cold Light of Day (1989) - a film based on another real life serial killer, Dennis Nilsen. Genuinely felt rotten seeing not only Honka's cruel depravity unfold on-screen, but also the entire social environment he was a part of. At times I was reminded of Jim Hosking's The Greasy Strangler (2016); minus all the hipster comedy.

Amazed how Jonas Dassler, who was in his early twenties during the filming of The Golden Glove, managed to play Honka and was transformed into playing a man almost twice his age at the time with such a high degree of conviction. The film weights heavily on his performance and the gamble of casting someone so young actually pays off here. In other films with a similar subject matter, there tends to be a narrow, redemptive opportunity presented at some point to the protagonist, and here this is also the case. Thanks to Dassler's performance and Akin's direction, it doesn't feel like a shoehorned cliche, however.

Both the make-up and production design are the biggest highlights of the film. The characters and sets instantly transport the viewer to this grim and seedy world from the past. The acidic oranges and browns remind me of vintage Open University lectures from back in the day. Love all the little details found in the film, like the Magic Little Tree air freshners adorned everywhere in Honka's apartment, to mask the rotting smell of the cadavers. Also, Honka blaming the awful smell on the cooking coming from the Greek family living below him was hilarious.

The problem with serial killer films including those based on real-life monsters, is that they either tend to psychoanylise them and attempt to humanise them into almost sympathetic characters, or just glorify them as anti-heroes. Thankfully, The Golden Glove is a film that goes against these portrayals. You're meant to be repulsed by these horrific people and that's what makes this film so damn immersive and compelling to watch. Definitely would have made my film highlights of 2019 if I had bothered to check it out earlier. Better late than never.

The Golden Glove (Trailer)
Fatih Akin, 2019