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The Isle navigates the uncharted, cruel waters of love
Every man and woman is an island in Kim Ki-Duks 2000 film, The Isle. In the filmmakers far-from-idyllic world, appetite is all, primal instincts and desires run amok, isolation is inevitable and the South Korean waterscape is awash with guts, blood and bodily fluids.
This symbolism-drenched art house drama isnt your mom and pops Survivor or even your grandpappys Island of Dr. Moreau. Kim gets microscopic and makes do with a few evocative locales, achingly gorgeous cinematography, and some wildly inventive imagery thats intense enough to set your teeth on autogrind. This is a bell-jar love story as imagined by a biting, subtle surrealist like Max Ernst, complete with scarring scenes reminiscent of that moment in Luis Bunuels Un Chien Andalou when a razor blade is dragged across a womans eyeball. Simultaneously repellent and seductive, The Isle makes you want to protect your soft body parts, while keeping one eye peeled to find out what happens next.
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