The House That Jack Built (2018)
Serial killer humor.
Presentation:
As Trier’s career nears its end, he provides a sarcastic reflection on his work comparing it to that of serial killer. The dark humor can be self deprecating as well as offensively taboo, though in 2026 I get the feeling people will be too jaded to be provoked. This is tonally more of a dark comedy than it is a nihilist drama, though it does get philosophical at times. But it is far too long at 2 and a half hours and his intellectual masterbation can be preachy and insufferable at times. I think the runtime ruins an otherwise short joke, taking the material too seriously to a critical fault.
Analysis:
The serial killer obsessed with the art of killing is comparable to Lars von Trier. This is essential an admission that his borderline degenerate body of work against humanity is no different than that of a serial killer. The self-awareness and deprecation is even charming at times, as he clearly criticizes himself in order to cover his bases from film critics. Toward the trial in hell, it is of note that the killer ends up failing the climb and falling into hell, condemning himself and his work.
Conclusion:
Hopefully this isn’t your type of humor. But if you laugh at some parts you probably won’t be alone.
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Serial killer humor.