I bought this movie based mainly on a review I read here, the one which author peed his pants while laughing. I am going to differ with him in two points: The movie is not stupid by any means, it might be labeled nonsensical since it is a venturesome experiment in a ancient literary genre: Nonsense. This movie belongs to the tradition Lewis Carroll and the many anonymous folks who wrote limericks, which happen to be obscenely fraught with dead and sex in the same way this secret masterpiece is. The other point of departure to the person whom I am indebted to, is a minor one; he writes that the first half an hour is tiresome, he states that until a hilarious scene he found the movie dumb. Those thirty minutes are not dumb, they might be considered bizarre and delirious—as the whole piece—but hilarious as well. This movie like almost every single masterpiece works within the rules, at least structurally speaking. Masterly exposition is followed by climax which gives way to resolution. Why did I write such a truism? Because those thirty first minutes introduce us to a different world in which the rules of what we called reality does not apply anymore. If a given viewer feels funny or uncomfortable during the first thirty minutes the reason might be very well dumbness, but the kind we experiment when transported to a realm in which everything we had for sure does not exist anymore, it is our dumbness not the movie's.
Review of Going Berserk
