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Hundstage (2001)
Stunning
Being absolutely unfamiliar with Austrian cinema, I've got simply astounded by this movie. More than two hours long and all the time developing the slow, monotonous rhythm it could have been a real torture for the beholder, but instead it offers something unique and very captivating.
Here are few characters, whose life paths constantly interlock in a little city in tragic coincidences. The old widower with his dog. The mad hitch-hiking girl, whose hobby is exasperating her companions with useless chatter. The middle-aged couple, whose only daughter had died in an accident some time ago and who hardly speak to each other, despite their living in the same house. The hysterical guy, torturing his girl, who works in a strip club. The aging woman who gets bullied by her macho-looking hairy boyfriend. Everyone is unhappy and that's the simple keynote. But almost no one stirs up sympathy. The world is sweaty, dried-up, brutal, senseless. And all the kindness it can provide is epitomized in the final strip-tease that the elderly maid is doing for the old man with the dog.
The dog is certainly already poisoned to that time. The mad girl is raped. The aging woman is humiliated.
The "everything is bad" slogan can seem trite, but the director Ulrich Seidl proves it with cogency. "Hundstage" is probably the most dismal film of the 21th century so far, but it works great due to its exceptional cinematic merits. According to what I know it's the first Seidl's feature film, all his previous outings were strictly documentary. Spreading his meticulous attitude to things on this work, Seidl attains the highest degree of realism, maybe even what we use to call hyper-realism. "Hundstage" is stunning by all means and comes highly recommended for all art-film fans.
Dogville (2003)
Overrated
First of all, I like Lars Von Trier and I'm a big fan of almost all his films I've seen. Even "Dancer In The Dark", being more the Bjork's showcase than Trier's masterpiece, still bears a stamp of genius.
However, here's an absolutely different story. While "Dancer..." has been a wonderful and pretty controversial attempt of making people seeing the film look as the Pavlov's dogs (can one keep from weeping watching Selma's death I wonder?), "Dogville" tries to elicit the same hysterical reaction from the average beholder, but fails to do so. Perceiving this movie as a simple debunking of rotten American life would be too narrow and stupid, but as a global philosophical issue about putrescense of human civilization it also looks rather trite and undeveloped (Ulrich Seidl's "Hundstage" is the best example of this kind of social pamphlet). So where's the idea? I'm afraid that nowhere at all. I'm not insisting that any film must have a philosophical point in it, but since the director conciously gives up any special effects or decorative grandeur (narrowing the scene to a rather schematic little city), he must offer something instead. In this particular case Trier's formal minimalism gives no dividends on a compositional level. And the final realistic close-ups with bleeding children and screaming women look like a part of another movie. Not only "Dogville" lacks integrity and sense of proportion, it most of all lacks creativity and thus turns out a strong disappointment.