High Life (2018)
Oh my goodness. This is a science fiction film by Claire Denis about a bunch of prisoners sent into a spacecraft to do some sort of mission with a black hole... but the mission is really a MacGuffin. In fact, I wonder whether it's really just an exotic way of getting rid of prisoners in a Fallout Vault-Tec sort of way. There are a bunch of malcontents effectively in deep space isolation controlled by a doctor (Juliette Binoche) uncomfortably interested in sex and reporuction. Our hero, inasmuch as the movie has one, is played by Robert Pattinson, who uniquely amongst the crew does not seem to use the wanking chamber (seriously!) that Binoche's character has created in order to experiment on the crew. A wanking chamber which seems to frequently leak oozing milky fluid, and far more than should come out of a someone's biological plumbing, so maybe it's lubricant or cleansing fluid, but... In fact, there's a lot of milky fluid, some of which definitely actually is supposed to be semen, liberally splattered over this film like blood is in a slasher horror. (Incidentally, I guess this film probably is a horror film.)
Look, you can't really watch this as a film with a plot that's supposed to make sense. You've got Juliette Binoche in mad (and sexy) scientist mode, and Robert Pattinson as a sort of "voice of reason", and a bunch of other people. All sorts of stuff happens, most of it bad. So then what is the film about? I don't really know. It's very bleak, but my best guess is that it's about trying to find some sort of hope or meaning in a hopeless, meaningless world.
This is the sort of movie the wankiest of wanky critics will slap five stars all over. And I'll give Denis credit, despite being thoroughly weird, it's visually arresting and strangely watchable. In fact, I almost enjoyed it. But I fear it may test a lot of viewers' patience.