Events over the course of one traumatic night in Paris unfold in reverse-chronological order as the beautiful Alex is brutally raped and beaten by a stranger in the underpass. Her boyfriend and ex-lover take matters into their own hands by hiring two criminals to help them find the rapist so that they can exact revenge. A simultaneously beautiful and terrible examination of the destructive nature of cause and effect, and how time destroys everything.
Irreversible is quite possibly the most pompous and gratuitous horror film I’ve seen a very long time. It’s true that the subject matter is gritty, realistic, and hard to watch, but that, in no way implies that I hated this movie based on that ultra-violent theme. This movie got great reviews for its camera work and commentary on time and destiny. I really don’t see how it managed to be perceived as anything other than what it really was; a violent excuse of a movie that taps into the twisted realm of rape and self-indulgent sexual nonsense.
Death by fire extinguisher.
Never sure if ultra-violence or sexual depravity should take center stage, Gaspar Noe tows both lines to deliver a nausea-inducing yarn in which I felt no connection to the characters whatsoever. Does the sickening rape scene serve a purpose other than to shock? That’s up for the viewer to say. I don’t see this film as an artistic masterpiece in any way. It may be too terrible to even fall into the horror genre. The two monotonous notes backed by the spinning camera made this easily one of the most annoying films I’ve ever had the displeasure of watching.
I can’t accurately say how terrible Irreversible is, you’ll have to decide on your own. Be ready for rape, murder, sexual monstrosity, horrible directing, and even a vague commentary on how Belucci had her rape coming based on her choice of revealing clothing. Gritty horror doesn’t bother me at all, so please be clear that my negative review is based clearly on the uber-shitty film-making. It saddens me that my 90 minutes isn’t irreversible.