Ignore the score, bad 90s space movie is one of my favorite genres. I love how this movie sets up a problem and then one second later, solves it. 

Character: “oh no what are we going to do??”

*one second later*

Character: “yay, we did it!”

the way Denis feeds our desire for voyeuristic sexualized female on male violence only to kick us in the gut when played from the other direction, the shift from warmth to stark brutal cold, a swell from Tindersticks drowns the man’s screams while nothing cushions us from hers…. WHEW! Makes you want to whip Gasper Noé with a switch. The gulf between what Denis and Marina de Van were able to accomplish vs any of their male peers. It’s soooo funny I hated this movie as a young feminist lol.

20,000 dykes marched to the fuckin white house and then a line of dykes ate fire standing in front of the white house

dykes are Good

that part where her tity was covered in blood? that part was for the lesbians