Film: Enter The Void
Year of production: 2009
UK Release date: 25th April 2011
Studio: E1
Certificate: 18
Running time: 160 mins
Director: Gaspar Noe
Starring: Nathaniel Brown, Paz de la Huerta, Cyril Roy, Olly Alexander, Masato Tanno
Genre: Drama/Thriller
Format: DVD & Blu-ray
Country: France/Italy/Germany
Language: English/Japanese
After the controversy which surrounded Gaspar Noe’s second feature film, Irreversible, it is fair to say that anticipation has been high for the French/Argentine auteur’s latest offering, Enter The Void. Billed by Noe as a “psychedelic melodrama,” and with critical comparisons to Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey, there’s been an eager sense of excitement for the film’s release.
On his way to deliver a package of drugs to a friend, protagonist Oscar is shot by the Tokyo police in a nightclub toilet and dies. His soul leaves his body and flies above the city, unfettered by the restraints of physics.
We see him travel back through his life, following his childhood and the relationships he had with his parents and sister, and see the chain of events unfold which have led to his demise.
We finally see Oscar conclude his journey through death into the inevitable next step…
From the very start, we know that we are in for something out of the ordinary. Gaspar Noe is not a man for who the title sequence of a film is a formality to be dispensed dispassionately before the action starts. Those familiar with his work will be used to Noe’s bizarre title sequences, and here a mind-battering assault of strobing neon images burst from the screen to a techno-soundtrack. It is an unsettling, disorientating experience, and the message is clear: Noe wants your attention and what is about to follow is something to be taken very seriously.
And indeed it is. Not to mince words: the opening act of Enter The Void is truly astonishing, and nothing short of a landmark achievement for film. The visual sequences of drug taking, of Oscar’s walk through the city, and of his traumatic death and subsequent ‘rebirth’ are astounding, genuinely original, and utterly immersive. If you want to know what it is like to die, this is the closest you will get without actually going through with it. It is an extraordinary, disturbing and magical experience, which achieves what all great art aspires to: it alters our perception and changes the way we look at the world.
How horribly disappointing therefore that what follows spectacularly fails to measure up. An hour in, Enter The Void seems to dramatically loose it’s steam. The idea of a soul set free of its earthly limitations becomes simply a tool to tell a not-very-interesting back story through banal flashbacks. This mystifying change of pace renders the opening act largely insignificant. After all, why bother to set up this extraordinary premise if you’re then going to abandon it and start plodding through a largely irrelevant melodrama? There are plenty of oedipal subtexts thrown in about breastfeeding, hints at incest, and tunnel images to signify rebirth and reincarnation, but after the ingenuity of the first act, it all feels so depressingly mundane. You begin to wonder what happened to the fearless visionary Noe from an hour before.
The film is lacking in other areas as well. While Irreversible and I Stand Alone were anchored by astonishing performances by Vincent Cassel/Monica Bellucci and Philippe Nahon respectively, the acting in Enter the Void is sadly not up to par. The clunky dialogue is delivered lazily and insincerely, and several characters – particularly Ed Spear as the unpleasant drug dealer Bruno - feel lamentably underused. Others, such as Oscar’s duplicitous friend, are simply just not believable, either as characters in themselves or as part of the story. Matters aren’t improved by the fact that Oscar’s stoned voiceover sounds worryingly reminiscent of Napolean Dynamite.
As the film draws to a close, things go from bad to worse. Anyone who caught Eva, Noe’s recent series of short films for the Grand Journal de Canal, will know that he has an unfortunate tendency to slip over the line from experimental to self-indulgent and pretentious. Sadly, this is given full reign in Enter The Void’s third act. From an explicit orgy in a neon sex hotel, to Noe’s own (patent pending) vagina-cam, showing us an as yet unseen viewpoint of the sexual act, the whole thing descends into a lavish, extravagant mess. Even a neon orgy scene was boring.
From the evidence of the extraordinary first act, coupled with his body of previous works, it’s clear that Gaspar Noe is a rare visionary, an absolute believer in his art, and a peerless exploiter of the visual and auditory possibilities of cinema. It is unfortunate therefore that what should have been one of the great films of our era has instead suffered from the ego of its creator, and has emerged as sprawling and self-indulgent. Certainly see it, because there are things here you’ve never seen before, but you’ll almost certainly come out downhearted knowing that Enter The Void could have been so much better. LB
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