Stella and I finally plucked up the courage to watch Lars Von Triers
Antichrist last week. A man I know tried to get me to watch it with him once but I demanded he turn it off. I was aware of the notorious scene where Charlotte Gainsbourg's character cuts off her clitoris with a pair of scissors and it didn't seem like a good choice of date movie to me. In preparation I watched all the additional scenes first, this helped orientate me towards the larger context of the film. I took the DVD away with me this weekend and of course no-one wanted to watch it for exactly the same reasons as I had and yet I love everything about the movie now. I can't believe I denied myself for so long.
