Taxidermia

Call me morbid but I’m rather fascinated by Taxidermia. As you can very well see, the trailer is so twisted that I’m viewing it as a challenge to my manhood to sit through the entire movie without flinching. By most indications, this is an almost impossible feat but just the mere thought that Taxidermia employs similar tenets of  surrealism and magical realism that García Marquez espoused is enough to make me endure what is undoubtedly one of the most disturbing films of the year.

In what is best described as the grostesque equivalent of  One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Taxidermia introduces us to three generations of the same family. The film painstakingly catalogues  a horrific and unpleasant history of post-war Hungary. We’re introduced to the sadistic grandfather- a World War II veteran, the sexually repressed father whose quest for success manifests itself in his desire to be the top “speed eater” of his generation and the son, a timid taxidermist bent on achieving immortalitvia his crafty. Got your attention? Good, depending on your constitution, Taxidermia gets infinitely better or worse.

I would like to issue this warning now: Taxidermia is not for the faint of heart! As a warning this film contains scenes that involve amongst other things blood, spit, sperm, a flame throwing  penis and some rather graphic pig fucking. Yes, I just said pig - fucking. However, before you turn away repulsed, Taxidermia also employs wit, candid story telling and superb composition and cinematography.  Directed by György Pálfi, Taxidermia opens in select theaters August 14th.