Ferocious and ultraviolent, Coralie Fargeat’s female-driven vengeance thriller takes no prisoners.
French filmmaker Coralie Fargeat makes a spectacularly vicious feature debut with her feminist spin on the rape-revenge thriller. If you usually find the genre icky and exploitative, try this one—but only if you’ve got the stomach for an abattoir’s worth of blood in a single movie. It really is gruesome; paramedics had to be called to treat a member of the audience who couldn’t take it at the Toronto International Film Festival last year.
Matilda Lutz is Jen, the on-the-side girlfriend of Richard (Kevin Janssens), a smarmy married millionaire with the jawline of Barbie’s Ken. The two are staying at a luxury lodge in the middle of the desert before his annual boys’ hunting trip. Jen is supposed to be leaving before his two buddies arrive, but when they show up a night early she’s raped, flung off a cliff and left to die. Instead, like a cross between Uma Thurman in Kill Bill and Lara Croft, she rises phoenixlike to wreak vengeance.
What’s interesting about Revenge is that it’s told from a female perspective—and by a female filmmaker. Fargeat doesn’t linger on the rape. She’s more interested in what caused it: the rapist’s sense of entitlement, as well as his buddy’s "well, she asked for it" shrug afterward. But, boy, does she go to town on the violence. I didn’t need an ambulance, but I was watching my hands rather than the movie during the goriest bits.
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