Inmates ever fall in love

The film "The Lobster" tells everything about love

"The Lobster" has a lot: great pictures of an Irish landscape, cool and clammy as a heart out of love. A sad string quartet in the background. A Colin Farrell, who plays the boring David like a hand puppet, without drive, without eros, so tragically without anything lovable. In addition, Bond girl Lea Seydoux as the beautiful but cold leader of the Loners, who flirt withRed Kiss punish the cutting off of sinful lips.

Sadistic violence, painfully close characters and a secret love story - you experience all of this physically. You curl up like an embryo when John hits his nose bloody on a table in order to finally be loved. The eyes are wide open when David and his lover flee from their captors through the misty forest. And one tenses up into a false laugh when the hand of a hotel occupant is put into the toaster because he was caught masturbating, the deadly sin in a society that wants to enforce partnering in a totalitarian way.

Above all these bizarre moments, above the chic hotel and the smooth lake, the questions that drive this film float: What is this fucking love actually? What does it have to be? How much coercion do we live today, in our oh-so-liberated post-everything time? Have we ever been free What are the rules of love? Why?

In the end, David, who has outgrown himself and the inhuman regime in the course of his classic hero's journey, has to decide what he is ready to give for his love. What is love really worth in the end? The viewer seeks the answer in himself. For days. Without a result. He stays behind, more perplexed than ever. But hopefully at least a little in love.

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