Harmony Korine
Gummo

Aesthetics approaching a snuff movie, the film is total apathy, delirious, the sickness surrounding the actions of the protagonists, like when one vents anger on a metal chair until it's in shreds, just to relieve boredom, go back and watch the rabbit boy emerging from the trash with a dead cat in hand to the notes of only the lonely by Roy Orbison, this is poetry, not the Hollywood-scented crap, a film with such a low budget that it feels like it was shot with items found in the garbage, and perhaps it truly is.

The violence is often present but it's almost never real, "pornographic"; the attack is against a chair or in the friendly brawl between brothers or in the mother's threats to her son to make him smile, and it's precisely this futility that horrifies. Much, much better than the various 'ken park', which self-celebrate too much, drowned in perversion and with a not really original plot, cat lovers should abstain from watching it.

'Gummo' is the director's disease which is the disease of the whole world, there are so many people sick without knowing it, 'gummo' is the squalor of American society in some of the more lost provinces where the only way out is to become a marine at 18 and travel the world without even knowing why.

Poorly acted (all newcomers).. edited in music video style, shapeless budget, masterpiece.