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a movie that seems to come from a similar but different world... the colours, the weird and beautiful pictures playing around with the soundtrack, the body positivity message, the tragic, the darkest dephts of human desires, the laughter that sometimes gets stuck in your throat... this movie has everything. if you're looking for something that touches you in 51 shades from pink to deep dark soul black, this is your movie. no scene is everage. i couldn't stop getting enough of it. for all those shiny perfect body/faces/etc. movies (with one fat/gay funny friend for the laughs) this film is the electrifying antipode.

btw, i do not had the feeling this movie glorifies child molestation at all (what another user found). in my opinion it wants to show how cruel the world is - and in the other hand - how beautiful it can be.

And i will not recommend it when the absurdity leaves the hinges. its a film about differentness, the peculiarities in life and the peculiarity to love itself normal or not, and its the peculiarities in the soup of thymine, guanine, cytosine and adenine e.g the code of life that becomes a mess of knots and cracks, and all kind of peculiarities that reach the daylight of the world as deformatists and freaks. babies without eyes, with 7 and 8 fingers hands, and even without a mouth, its not all fantasy, and this review goes to all the parents and individuals out there that has encountered crisies like this...i admire you all.

so its a film that moves toward the brink of absurdity, its a well made film with 5 stories sliding along the ever so prudent and psychedelicly made interiors, the choice of colours and score makes you feel uneasy, and the make up department has gone pretty bananas. the actors who are star models beside acting do a great job trying. i was convinced and cried along their painful path of life, it maybe one of a kind, and the nearest i come comparing new films ,must be swedish film called ''graens''.

in norway we sing a song written by alf prøysen called '' i bakvendtland'' or translateed into broken english ''in the opposite land'' maybe a good description of the serendipity of being... you will not regret a watch thinks the grumpy old man

First of all I don't recommend watching this film while eating, you won't be happy at all.

Great writing, great acting, but I can't get over the weirdness of the story .

It was uncomfortable move that's why I gave it 6.

I've seen reviews of this movie everywhere, and they're all the same. "Most uncomfortable movie ever" "Don't watch this while eating" "Disturbing". I'm honestly baffled. I would pay to see those people watch Midsommar lol.

Anyway, I thought it was quite a beautiful movie. It shows the lives of people with a physical disability and how society sees them. Yes, it's cruel, but the ending is wholesome and satisfying. I wouldn't say it's a very good movie, but I will say it's a beautiful one.

Maybe I've just seen too many disturbing movies but this one was quite vanilla in my opinion. However, I get where people are coming from. The implied pedophilia wasn't necessarily pleasant, and I get that mentions of self harm and suicide can be shocking to some viewers. But on the other hand, without it, the movie wouldn't have the same weight. So overall, I feel like they made a good decision putting subjects like that in it.

I don't know if I'll recommend this movie to anyone, but I wouldn't advice against it. 6/10.

Taking Freaks (1932) and The Elephant Man (1980) as starting point, Eduardo Casanova's debut runs essentially in a very superficial way: A set of scenes remarkable for their delicacy in the composition and for the joy of pink, comprises a "late baroqueer" Cabinet of Curiosities. It's a movie with a very bold language that talks about desire and suffering, loneliness, about what is erotic and what disgusting, about the monstrosity in the meaning and shape. About accepting oneself and the right to replace our limits with new ones. The contradictions that produced the subjectivity of beauty. "You're only interested in the way I look" says one of the female characters. In this context it is a brilliant paradox. Superficial, I said, and frivolous: Very Louis XV style. But no superfluous. The dramatic central dialogues give depth and direction to the film. Its non-correct spirit and daring language make it one of a kind.