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11 Years Later: The Horrific Cycles of Violence in ‘Only God Forgives’ Starring Ryan Gosling

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Traditionally, movie theater walkouts are usually associated with the horror genre, with infamous cases ranging from 1973’s The Exorcist (particularly during the crucifix masturbation scene) and even Lars Von Trier’s controversial serial killer memoir, The House That Jack Built.

That being said, there are exceptions to this rule, as some movies manage to terrorize audiences into leaving the theater regardless of genre. One memorable example of this is Nicolas Winding Refn’s 2013 revenge thriller Only God Forgives, a film so brutal and inaccessible that quite a few critics ended up treating it like a snuff film from hell back when it was first released. However, I’ve come to learn that horror fans have a knack for seeing beyond the blood and guts when judging the value of a story, and that’s why I’d like to make a case for Winding’s near-impenetrable experiment as an excellent horror-adjacent experience.

Refn originally came up with the idea for Only God Forgives immediately after completing 2009’s Valhalla Rising and becoming confused by feelings of anger and existential dread during his wife’s second pregnancy. It was during this time that he found himself imagining a literal fistfight with God, with this concept leading him to envision a fairy-tale western set in the far east that would deal with some of the same primal emotions present in his Viking revenge story.

It was actually Ryan Gosling who convinced the director to tackle the more commercially viable Drive first, as he wanted to cement his partnership with the filmmaker in a more traditional movie before tackling a deeply strange project. This would pay off during the production of Only God Forgives, as the filmmaking duo was forced to use their notoriety to scrounge up money at a Thai film festival when local authorities began demanding bribes in order to allow shooting to continue.

In the finished film, Gosling plays Julian, an American ex-pat running a Muay-Thai boxing club alongside his sociopathic brother Billy (Tom Burke). When Billy gets himself killed after sexually assaulting and murdering a teenager, Julian is tasked by his disturbed mother (Kristin Scott Thomas) with tracking down those responsible for the death of her first-born child. What follows is a surreal dive into the seedy underbelly of Bangkok as the cycle of revenge escalates and violence leads to even more violence.


SO WHY IS IT WORTH WATCHING?

There’s no right or wrong way to engage with art, but there are some films that clearly require more effort from the audience side in order to be effective. And while you can’t blame cinemagoers for just wanting to enjoy some passive entertainment, I think it’s always worth trying to meet a work of art on its own terms before judging it.

Despite being a huge fan of Drive, I avoided Only God Forgives for a long time because of its poor critical reception and excessively esoteric presentation. It was only years later that I gave the flick a chance when a friend of mine described the experience as “David Lynch on cocaine.” It was then that I realized that nearly everything critics had complained about in the film are precisely what made it so interesting.

If you can stomach the deliberate pacing, you’ll likely be fascinated by this stylish nightmare about morally questionable people becoming trapped in a needless cycle of violence and retaliation. Not only is the photography impeccable, turning the rain-slicked streets of Bangkok into a neo-noir playground, but the bizarre characters and performances also help to make this an undeniably memorable movie. And while Gosling deserves praise as the unhinged Julian, I’d argue that Vithaya Pansringarm steals the show here as “The Angel of Vengeance,” even if his untranslated dialogue is likely to be unintelligible for most viewers.

However, I think the lack of subtitles ends up enhancing the mood here (even though some editions of the film ended up including them against the director’s wishes), adding to the feeling that Julian is a stranger in a strange land while also allowing viewers to project their own motivations onto some of the “antagonists.”

And while Only God Forgives is frequently accused of burying its narrative underneath a pile of artsy excess, I think the heart of the film is rather straightforward despite its obtuse presentation. I mean, the moral here is basically “revenge isn’t fun,” which I think is made clear by the horrific use of violence (though we’ll discuss that further in the next section).

To be clear, I’m still not sure whether or not I enjoyed this movie, I just know that I’m glad I watched it.


AND WHAT MAKES IT HORROR ADJACENT?

There are two different kinds of gore effects. One of them is meant to entertain viewers with exaggerated wounds and excessive blood as you admire the craftsmanship behind the filmmaking. The other kind is simply a tool meant to simulate what actually happens when you injure a human body. Like I mentioned before, Only God Forgives isn’t trying to be “fun,” so you can guess what kind gore is in this one…

From realistic maimings to brutal fist fights that feel more painful than thrilling, the “action” label on this flick seems downright questionable when the majority of the experience has you wincing at genuinely scary acts of grisly violence. I mean, the story begins with an unmotivated rampage through the streets of late-night Bangkok and ends with the implication of even more pointless violence, so it’s pretty clear that you’re not really meant to root for an “action hero” here.

I can’t even say that the deaths resemble those from slasher flicks because the movie never attempts to sensationalize these horrific acts, with Refn preferring to depict them as straightforward consequences of violent people going through the motions – which is somehow even scarier than if this had just been yet another hyper-violent revenge movie.

Not only that, but the characters’ overall lack of moral principles makes this story even more disturbing, with the main antagonist being the closest thing to a decent person among the main cast despite also being a brutal vigilante.

Only God Forgives doesn’t care if you like it or not (and actually takes measures to make sure that the viewing experience is often unpleasant), but if you’re willing to step up to this cinematic challenge and engage with the narrative and visuals on their own terms, I think you’ll find an unforgettable nightmare waiting for you on the other side.


There’s no understating the importance of a balanced media diet, and since bloody and disgusting entertainment isn’t exclusive to the horror genre, we’ve come up with Horror Adjacent – a recurring column where we recommend non-horror movies that horror fans might enjoy.

Born Brazilian, raised Canadian, Luiz is a writer and Film student that spends most of his time watching movies and subsequently complaining about them.

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SCREAMBOX Hidden Gems: 5 Movies to Stream Including ‘King of the Ants’

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The Bloody Disgusting-powered SCREAMBOX is home to a variety of unique horror content, from originals and exclusives to cult classics and documentaries. With such a rapidly-growing library, there are many hidden gems waiting to be discovered.

Here are five recommendations you can stream on SCREAMBOX right now.


King of the Ants

While Stuart Gordon cemented himself as a master of horror with early works like Re-Animator and From Beyond, his later output is also worthy of exploration. 2003’s King of the Ants kicked off a trio of intense thrillers (alongside Edmond and Stuck) that would end up being Gordon’s final features. It was also one of the first productions from The Asylum, who would go on to create Sharknado, Z Nation, and Black Summer.

Based on the 1992 novel by Charlie Higson, who also wrote the screenplay, the film’s unusual structure makes it unpredictable. Struggling to make ends meet, Sean Crawley (Chris McKenna) is hired by a shady contractor (Daniel Baldwin, Vampires) to kill a local city official (Ron Livingston, The Conjuring). Sean is stiffed on payment, held captive, and tortured in an attempt to elicit brain damage.

Although the film is nihilistic, Gordon injects bits of his signature gallows humor. Baldwin is perfectly cast as the despicable antagonist, while George Wendt (Cheers) plays against type as his co-conspirator and Vernon Wells (Mad Max 2) serves as a lackey. Kari Wuhrer (Anaconda) co-stars as Livingston’s wife, who Sean falls for. Holding his own against the industry veterans, McKenna is worthy of a more decorated career.


Cocaine Crabs from Outer Space

Move over, Cocaine Bear there’s a new coked-up animal in town… and it comes from space. Intentional schlock is deceptively difficult to pull off, but Cocaine Crabs from Outer Space is no-budget cheese done right; fully committed to the bit with plastic crabs crudely puppetted via fishing line, hammy acting, and over-the-top deaths.

Upon landing on Earth, alien crabs are given cocaine by local frat bros, thus beginning an amphetamine-fueled murder spree. A dismissed detective (writer-director Chuck Magee) teams up with a local pet shop employee (Kat Andrews) to stop the killer crustaceans and their Gremlins-esque exploits of monstrous mayhem.

Not every joke lands, but it’s impossible not to be amused by the absurdity of it all. Those who enjoy goofy fare of Velocipastor, Llamageddon, and Thankskilling will get a kick out of this one. It also makes a good double feature with Crabs on SCREAMBOX.


Life of Belle

Found footage’s inherently homespun aesthetic lends itself to a lower barrier to entry for micro-budget filmmakers, which can be a double-edged sword. With Life of Belle, writer-director Shawn Robinson (in his feature debut) cast his actual family and shot in his own home while tapping into his real-life fears as a parent.

Positioned as an investigation into the mysterious disappearance of 8-year-old Annabelle Starnes (Syrenne Robinson), the film presents the aspiring YouTuber’s footage along with her house’s security cameras. The footage captures Belle and her younger brother (Zachary Robinson) struggling to understand and endure their mother’s (Sarah Mae Robinson) dangerously erratic behavior.

While its visuals are reminiscent of a Paranormal Activity movie, the film is thematically more in line with Skinamarink; Robinson favors the psychological terror of children in peril over supernatural-fueled jump scares. Over the course of 72 minutes, the film slowly but steadily builds to a chilling finale.


Dead Ant

Dead Ant immediately establishes its cheeky tone with a prologue in which a running woman strips nude and throws her clothes at the giant ant that’s chasing her. It may not be high art, but writer-director Ron Carlson delivers an entertaining cross between campy creature feature and Spinal Tap-style heavy metal satire.

The film pits a washed-up hair metal band Bret Michaels-esque frontman Merrick (Jake Busey, Starship Troopers), guitarist Pager (Rhys Coiro, Entourage), bassist Art (Sean Astin, The Lord of the Rings), drummer Stevie (Leisha Hailey, The L Word), and manager Danny (Tom Arnold, True Lies) against ferocious ants that increase in size each time one is killed.

The all-star cast which also includes Michael Horse (Twin Peaks) and Danny Woodbury (Seinfeld) as a peyote-peddling Native American and his right-hand man, along with a pre-fame Sydney Sweeney (Immaculate) fully embraces the ridiculousness. The Sharknado-level CGI is far from convincing, but that only adds to the humor.


A Bucket of Blood

SCREAMBOX has a number of Roger Corman productions to honor the late, great trailblazer, including one of his best directorial efforts: A Bucket of Blood. In typical Corman fashion, the 1959 horror-comedy was conceived to repurpose leftover sets from another production. Charles B. Griffith who recycled the plot structure for their next collaboration, The Little Shop of Horrors was hired to pen the script in five days. Corman then shot the film in another five days on a budget of $50,000. Remarkably, it doesn’t look nearly as cheap or as rushed as it undoubtedly was.

Beloved character actor Dick Miller (Gremlins, The Terminator) stars in a rare lead role as Walter Paisley, a cafe busboy who dotes on pretentious artists but has ambitions of being one himself. After accidentally killing a cat, inspiration strikes to cover it up as a grotesque yet dignified sculpture. Giving new meaning to the phrase “tortured artist,” his taste of fame leads to an inadvertent murder spree.

Nary a dull moment among its economical 66 minutes, A Bucket of Blood holds up remarkably well after 65 years. The concept remains timely, as both the social commentary and dark satirization of the counterculture still play. You could swap out beatniks for influencers and make a contemporary, subversive slasher-comedy of errors in the vein of Tucker and Dale vs Evil.


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