It happened. This is not, in fact, the early seventies, and yet someone FINALLY made a good, deeply terrifying horror movie.
Notorious sick bastard Lars von Trier seems to understand that “horror” doesn’t mean aliens or toothy monsters or Adrien Brody in a giant porcupine costume (you suck, M. Night Shyamalan). It means what we, as humans, don’t understand and subsequently fear: death, grief, insanity, the horrible things we’re capable of (hello, “Lord of the Flies”), and the sort of “rabbit holes” in our own minds. “Antichrist” dives head-first into all that stuff, in a beautiful, brilliant, and yes, horrifying way. Here’s the trailer: