There is so much to say about Gaspar Noe's Enter The Void. In a world where subjective reality and opinions clash, in a world where we as a culture have either grown to or grown away from sex and reproduction as fact or as taboo or as "god" or as mechanical, where does Enter The Void fit in?
Oscar is a druggie guy who is living in Tokyo. In the beginning of the film he gets high, gets a call to meet his friend, and goes to sell him drugs. He is being tricked and Japanese police run out to snag him. Oscar runs to the bathroom and is shot and killed. Then, his soul exits his body and enters death, the ultimate trip.
We have evolved to be a culture that doesn't really understand sex, and even if we do, we certainly don't act as though we do. There is mention early on in this film, a character saying he never felt better than when he was sucking on his mothers nipple as an infant. During sex, a character goes to suck his partners nipple and in a flash, we see a child sucking his mothers. This is the type of cultural denial or at least misunderstanding that is happening all the time: because of our fears of taboo, because of our own misunderstanding of childhood, comfort, taboo, sex, arousal, and more, we cannot see the link between when we did it then and when we do it now.
We do not manifest understanding of the unseen ethereal forces that bond us during love. We cannot understand the maze like, hazy cultural values any more than the neon soaked cityscapes we cruise through in Enter The Void. When Noe puts a red filter on Tokyo and turns it upside down, we see artistic expression, and not the fact that really the city makes as much sense in that viewpoint as it does when it is filmed normally; we are just used to the regular way.
Noe's Void is a world in which one building displays Sex Money Power, the next one displays Love, the next one The Void. The people, the cities, the businesses are wearing the truth on their sleeve just like we do when we advertise, just like we do when we search for what we think we are alone in searching for. The massive and unsaid hidden values, the misidentification of different needs is all here and its all addressed, just in twisted and convoluted ways.
This movie will make you think. A lot. Cryptic visuals, bizarre taboo relationships, awful and searing trauma. Reincarnation. Life experience. The difference between drug induced vision, dream, reality, dream, hope, want need desire, dream, and of course interpretation. Are any of them real, is any of life real?
This film is about a lot, and more than anything its about memory and the weird experience that is emotion. Anger, lust, loss, betrayal, hurt, deception - this is about trauma, this is about grief and forgiveness and reconciliation. Its about the way that inevitably with all those things and more, wires get crossed, mistranslation happens, and what was once a stabbing pain is now a joyful smile. This movie is picking at an old itchy scab you've had forever and looking in your eyes and knowing you enjoy its prodding.
When we watch this movie, we enter a tunnel. We watch the happenings from behind the head of main character Oscar. We see how deeply fucked he is. But watching from behind we can project anything onto him. I think one cannot help but project a passivity, which I think is intentional, but maliciousness or love or desire or need, these are coming from us ourselves.
I'm fucking shocked that more movies have not tried to copy this film. I'm shocked that Noe ever got 12 million to make this thing. I'm also, and I will never believe this, so fucking HAPPY that we live in a world where this movie got made. Where it exists and it is here waiting to change your life. And all of it set to a weird throbbing dark soundtrack.
This film is why artistry is important. It is why we live life; experience. This movie is not going to change your existence, it IS existence, wrapped up in all the surreal strangeness that you experience every day, and challenging as it was to wake up groggy on a Sunday when it's raining and slowly wake up from a eerie and unreal dream. Or was watching this movie unreal, and the dream my reality?