Planet called Melancholia hurtling toward Earth at 60,000 mph while a To barely miss crashing into our wet rock.

Obsessive worry over Melancholia, a newly discovered planet on course With her sadness, while Claire's nurturing instinct morphs into bitterly Justine is a mess who manages to sabotage her lavish wedding Sisters beset by complementary bouts of crushing depression and mounting Justine (Kirsten Dunst) and Claire (Charlotte Gainsbourg), fragile Prologue hitch a ride to what might be Earth's final minutes with Pristine lawn as two planets, one of them our own, move in for a Motion: Birds fall from the sky, and a woman sinks into a golf course's The end, with surreal eschatological visions rendered in extremely slow Suffering is here imagined on the largest possible scale, with theĮarthly tribulations of a select few humans mirrored by an impending Never met a bummer vibe he didn't want to beat to death, psychic Which a besieged mind begins craving obliteration. Investigates the farthest, darkest edge of depression, that point at To his fixation on the epically fucked he has, at last, made aĪ disaster movie hiding a Bergmanesque character study, Melancholia Von Trier has finally struck on a subject and a story perfectly suited

The results are often insane (the fate of Willem Dafoe's poor penis in Antichrist), sometimes painfully funny (the absurd theater of The Idiots) and frequently just plain stupid (almost everything else he's touched). Lars von Trier's restless formal experimentation makes him difficult to pin down, but the Dane responsible for Dancer in the Dark and Dogville tends toward an obsession with wretchedness.

SLOUGH OF DESPOND: Kirsten Dunst in a pond.

Willem dafoe penis von trier