Irreversible contains the most visceral moments of torment and rape only to show us the raw material of our own relationships. This film is disgusting, offensive and moving all at the same time.
It’s a talked about movie, I’m not going to pretend it’s not. One of the things I haven’t heard talked about is the rapists connection to the lovers best friend. The clothing and hairstyle are incredibly similar and in my opinion, an obvious allegory to the insatiable feelings of someone denied of the intimacy they desire. There’s several moments where we witness his loss of control, not in a violent way but much to a way we can all relate. Sex while not ours to own is ours to give. Monica Bellucci relaxingly rants about sex not being all about her cumming. Rape is never about getting laid, it’s about the pathetic sense of power. You can fuck someone less powerful against their will but you can’t force them to feel pleasure.
The camera work is often dizzying and genius, taking a small set and transporting us into the most uncomfortable view imaginable. It rides along the non-linear but not so confusing narrative successfully. Don’t confuse any of this with the movie not being as fucking raw as it is. This contains a 10 minutes long rape scene unlike any other, one that demonstrates the extent of the depravity to its fullest.
This is one of those films, whether it offends you or not, that sticks with you forever; it’s horrific. This wont be the first time you hear me say French horror is fucked.