This is the kind of movie that really gets me confused. And I'll tell you why. It is amazingly beautiful, full of understanding and heart, but in the theatre, almost everyone laughs almost throughout the entire film. I mean, there is humor in a guy having a sex doll as a girlfriend, I'll admit it, but in this movie it is subtle and more sophisticated. It is different. And people still laugh at some of the scenes as if they were watching a sequel to American Pie. When they laugh the first couple of times, that's ok, I mean, they're getting used to it, right? But 50 minutes into the movie, they still laugh when the doll appears in new clothes. They still laugh at the guy's blind belief in both his and her love. They still laugh at his brother, tormented by whatever guilt he might have in the process that led Lars to have this dillusion. Ahhh, grow up, will ya!
I know, I know, this post is extremely arrogant. I know I'm acting like one those pseudo-intellectuals called movie critics, but sometimes you just can't help it. I loved this movie and I felt it. And I guess it kinda frustrates me that most people aren't the least bit affected by it. They take home 5 % of what it offers. And the sad thing is that if anyone told them that, they'd probably say that it's exactly what they wanted from it. And nothing else.
I give it 5 stars out of 5.
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