High Life
in lots of respects, the enchanting and elusive “high existence” become a first for writer-director Claire Denis: the primary of her movies to be shot usually in English, the primary of her movies to be set in area, and the first of her films to comply with Juliette Binoche inside a metallic chamber that’s called “The Fuckbox,” in which the arena’s finest actress — playing a mad scientist aboard an intergalactic jail ship on a one-manner journey to Earth’s nearest black hole — straddles a large dildo chair and violently masturbates in a scene that’s endowed with the tortured energy of a Cirque du Soleil routine.
An oblique and freeze-dried hunk of sci-fi that’s wrestling with the destiny (or the lack of it) and preoccupied with the obsidian darkness that stretches out before us all, “high existence” is as frightening and monolith-black a space odyssey as you may anticipate from the mind in the back of “trouble each day” and “Beau Travail.” however Denis’ genius is in her capacity to discover the gentle spots in even the most apocalyptic of occasions, and her best movie of the ultimate decade is all of the more effective for the way it reveals mild and desire as it soars toward oblivion. Plus, it capabilities a scene wherein Pattinson warns us approximately the risks of ingesting our own shit. The extra !