Review of Raw (2017) by Pugnacious — 11 Nov 2017

Dear French-cinema lovers,.

Firstly, thank you for an opportunity to watch one of your country recent achievement in modern art. And what an achievement is it! You are right to discard all of the hamburger-eating peasants' rules, all that so-called American cinema, and you do not annoy us again with boring, understandable characters. Obviously, you, French people know that human existence is miserable, there are no connections between human, other than standing in the shower, and clean blood from your sister's face, or maybe have a sex with a homosexual guy and gnaw on your own hand at the same time. Or maybe, just maybe, being a truck driver, talking nonsense ant pet some guy's ear at the same time. You never forget, that there is no family anymore and that a father necessarily needs to act like some random guy towards his daughters.

Secondly, why use old weary logic and causation, when you could just throw some scene at us, and give us the sheer pleasure of ad a sense to it? You remind us, poor souls, that we are all doomed, and every worldly effort is pointless. Also, there is absolutely no need to put some humor into art, or even slightly hint, that humor is even possible (not after Sartre at least), so when you portrait fresh-year students, we better believe that they all act like 80-years old philosophers.

I love horror movies, and I love to be scared. I wasn't scared even once. I wasn't disturbed. You may believe that you could make movies, but you were only very lucky, for all the snobs who are there, who liked to feel intelligent. Raw is a pathetic nonsense, and it fails at all levels.