I saw Yorgos Lanthimos‘s Bugonia at 11 this morning, just after Jay Kelly. I guess you could call it an extreme hoot — a bloody, ultra-violent rant about nutters, aliens and environmental destruction, and is fittingly strange and crazy for the eccentric kidnapping saga that it is.
I completely agree with and support what the film says about the ecological ruination of the planet and how thoughtless humans pretty much deserve extermination.
Emma Stone is fine and fierce as a corporate snap-dragon, and Jesse Plemons, playing one of her two kidnappers, certainly commits to his character’s greasy grubbiness and his none-too-bright delusions and theories. Aidan Delbis‘s fat simpleton with the big curly Afro is irksome, of course. All such characters are.
Why, I wondered, did Plemons’ beekeeper, deranged though he was, decide upon this mentally handicapped fool for a close friendo?
Jerskin Fendrix‘s pounding musical score is certainly striking.
I didn’t much like Bugonia but I respected the aliveness. And ah-delia-delia-delia-delia that’s all she wrote.