To start with, this movie doesn’t really have a screenplay so much as it has a host of contradicting extremes and recurring visual motifs. Male vs. female, good vs. evil, safety vs. fear, technology vs. nature, logic vs. emotion, man-on-woman violence vs. woman-on-man violence… the list goes on. It’s just one moral battle after another in this one, and before you can pick a side in one fight, they’re already on to the next.

The cinematography is absolutely beautiful but totally inhospitable. Most of the movie is shot in a dark bluish-green hue that is totally cold and unfeeling. Any warmth in this movie’s color palette has either been bleached out or darkened to ugliness.

And then there’s the surreal aspect to the visuals. I’d dare say that it’s very much like an Ingmar Bergman film at times… if he dropped a couple tabs of acid. There are so many times where you just have to ask yourself “Is that real?” and/or “What the fuck was that?”

The bottom line is that if you ever saw a film and hated it on the grounds that it was brainless and condescending, then you should consider this the polar opposite end of the spectrum. It is absolutely impossible to watch this film passively and anyone remotely squeamish will not last thirty seconds. This film is to be considered an endurance test for your sanity, patience and tolerance for mature content. I expect that only the most hardcore of movie nerds will walk away from this one having any idea of which end is up.