'Antichrist' looks hard at that despair, then looks closer, and continues to look closer for several more minutes after you desperately want to look away. Depression is an intruder that warps its victims into accepting a worldview wherein nothing has light or purpose, least of all its host. They both lose themselves to misery, and She eventually explodes into torture and sexual violence that will take a very, very strong constitution to witness. Few films have bothered to delve into the true nature of despair the way 'Antichrist' does. It looks up and, in plain English, declares, 'Chaos reigns.' Both He and She begin to disappear down intellectual rabbit holes, with He trying to unlock the dull mechanics of grief, and She finding the anti-sex and anti-woman codes still embedded in modern psychology. The world is even bleaker in the natural world, and She begins to refer to nature as 'Satan's Church.' In a moment of reality-bending surreality, He finds a dying fox in the woods feasting on its own entrails.

He, being a therapist, elects to take her to their cabin in the woods for a therapeutic retreat. The cabin in the woods bears more resemblance to 'The Evil Dead' than a warm, woodsy retreat. Their child's death throws Her (the characters are unnamed) into a bout of suicidal depression. The first part of an unofficial Depression Trilogy (which also includes 2011's 'Melancholia' and 2013's 'Nymphomaniac'), 'Antichrist' is about a couple (Charlotte Gainsbourg, Willem Dafoe) who, while engaged in a bout of shower coitus, miss that their five-year-old son has accidentally fallen out of their apartment window and died. Lars Von Trier's 2009 film 'Antichrist' is a dour-hearted romp through the foul trenches of human depression.

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