More bitch than vvitch

Rating: 3/10 (31 July 2016)

Horror. That's what this movie really provokes. But unintended horror. Horror of what's the genre's new masterpiece, as critics say. Terror in front of the levels of pretentiousness. Shivers just imagining the ego of the "auteur" of this crap. Let's be brief: First, we have again here one of those movies in which ALL the characters are unsympathetic. That means you don't give a damn. Second, What's the point of trying to imagine how people spoke in 17th Century?? One thing is sure: Shakespeare will be contorting in his grave just hearing this pseudo-dialog. Only we can thank the "auteur" he didn't deliver in iambic verses. Third, that horrible, horrible, horrible music!! Yeah, I get it, guys. You're just trying to achieve certain uneasiness by means of dissonance. Only, this isn't just uneasiness. This is horrible noise makes your ears bleed!! Fourth, the boredom. Trying to make art?? Thou shall not bore the audience!! And last, not least, critics ignorance and disorientation. If this is "a bright renewal of the genre", you can count one lifelong fan out, thy loyal servant.
Skip this one.