Harmony Korine
Gummo

Frankly speaking, there is no point in being horrified by films like Hostel, Bad Taste, Splatters, etc., etc... In my opinion, it makes more sense to be horrified by films like Gummo, which, in my view, are much more sweat-inducing because the things depicted in these films are the simple and raw reality of the facts. For example, you go on YouTube and watch a video on various acts of violence, and it frightens me a bit more simply because it happens around the corner and it is true.

Gummo is my theory put into a film, and it becomes evident immediately from the realism with which several scenes are projected, like the famous scene where the "little kid" takes a bath in a bathtub obviously dirty with crap, and his mother brings him a plate of pasta (to the response of "Umm Pasta") and a glass of "just drink". The film is the translation of my words into a movie, and I notice with pleasure in the initial sequence the appearance of the rabbit boy, who I frankly imagined would be more important but instead is a somewhat sidelined character, in my opinion, the character perfectly personifies American freakism, with that head cover with rabbit ears that make you think, this is really cool, on the sidewalk not caring about anything or anyone (especially oneself), highlighted by his melancholic/sweet/simple-minded and somewhat empty gaze and also by the pee off the overpass.

Then starts the grotesque view of our world, primarily the killing of cats in exchange for something of little importance, drugs... I regret making the usual analysis like a dumb pseudo-intellectual journalist, but in my opinion, the killing of cats represents the killing of humanity for something trivial, like money. Among the scenes that struck me the most were, the story of a girl telling about her father who used to rape her when she was a child, with that sad and naive tone (a bit like an American documentary); the story of the two girls with the child, who seem to live like two adolescents belonging to the bourgeoisie and behave as such. The scene that best represents my point is in the sequence where the child applies nail polish on the nails of the two girls, asks if they want gloss, and in a city-like manner, she responds no, both happy with the polish but not caring that the feet are soooooooo dirty; then the dialogue between the two boys, whose questions regard a dispute over who should kill the cats, and it ends with a discussion about the grandmother (the grandmother's story is brought up by the two boys, who attack the other two), as a sign of apology or remorse.

"It's impossible to think that unfortunately nowadays these things happen...", these are more or less the words spoken by that hermaphrodite Annie Lennox at Live 8, in this pathetic and terrifying show Bono, the singer of U2, speaks up and says his piece, lifting up a suitcase, "Here are millions of dollars that we will spend to help our friends in Africa". Well, let me vent my anger on this fool, who charges 30000000000000000000000000 euros per person for a U2 concert without spending it on charity. This, in my opinion, is the message that Harmony Korine wants to convey to the world, as a sign of denunciation, the frightening and obscene scenes that are seen during the film hurt like real wounds, Gummo, in my opinion, represents a huge bloody gash in the world of wealth and the filth we create day after day, I really liked this film just because it's an honest film, not made by Tom Cruise, Morgan Freeman, and Angelina Jolie! I'm sorry, but this is the pure and oppressive truth, Harmony Korine with those scenes hits us like a punch in the stomach that really hurts.

It is a masterpiece, there's little to say, to slap in the face of those who live only for horror like Hostel and think that's what fear is about. Also noteworthy is the metal soundtrack, and particularly the Burzum song that perfectly fits with the rest of the film, a bit hypnotic... I think it would have been better if it had been used in the scene where the two girls want to make their nipples grow, tearing them with black duct tape. For those with a weak stomach, it's advised against watching this film, which in my opinion hurts tremendously, really a lot....