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Condemning sick filth Antichrist, a new film by 'art-house'
You do not need to see Lars von Trier's Antichrist to know how revolting it is.
I haven't seen it myself, nor shall I...merely reading about Antichrist is stomach-turning, and enough to form a judgment.
As Ernest Hemingway said of obscenity in a justifiably disgusting image, you don't need to eat a whole bowl of scabs to know they're scabs.
Now the anonymous moral guardians of the British Board of Film Classification (BBFC), in their infinite wisdom, have passed this foul film for general consumption.
It doesn't shock or surprise me in the slightest that Europe now produces such pieces of sick, pretentious trash, fully confirming our jihadist enemies' view of us as a society in the last stages of corruption and decay.
It doesn't surprise me that Antichrist was heavily subsidised by the Danish Film Institute to the tune of 1.5 million euros.
In artistic terms, it is the equivalent of food poisoning.
If I were to see Antichrist...it would poison my mind and imagination, with explicit, ferocious scenes of sexual violence that would stay with me for ever.
Hart added mystically: 'I don't need to research things to write about them. I just know.'
* Update *
Some bloke rambles on about The Mail's Antichrist review, and Chris Hart himself replies.
