I’m 90 minutes into Dogville and I need a break. It is one of the most upsetting movies I’ve ever watched.
Satire might be vicious, and mean, it takes no prisoners… but at the end of the day, the wounds it inflicts are all at the surface. In a finely tuned riposte, there is only the risk of intellectual vanquish, not the wholesale demolition of the human psyche. It is safe, because it does not talk about the invisible self, the indelible, unquantifiable quintessence: the soul.
Dogville is a tale of the human soul, drunk on its power, insensible of the cost to others, defining its freedom by the oppression of others.
It is, in the view of Dr Rosenbloom, the perfect representation of life in Classical Greece.