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[REVIEW] ‘Climax’: Gaspar Noé’s Masterpiece of Dance

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I’ve never been much for international travel. While I am not scared of planes, I don’t like the idea of them. My first trip out of the States was to France. I was walking around Paris one night with my then partner as we searched for where the Grand Guignol once stood.

A Chance Encounter in Paris

On our way back to the hotel, we took a random side street to prolong our walk by a few minutes. The clock struck midnight as we walked past a restaurant that had one singular table outside. A handsome mustached man and an elegantly dressed woman sat at this table. The mustache looked familiar to me. A quick and awkward double-take revealed what I thought…I had just walked past Gaspar Noé.

Shaking like a dog, my ex took control and told him how much I loved his films. He slightly remembered me saying hi after a New York screening of Vortex. (Or at least he said he did, I wouldn’t blame him if he just wanted me to go away.) I hold onto this memory fondly and think about it quite often.

What are the odds?

Why Climax Stands Out

Anyways, when thinking about what film to end my June coverage with, Climax was the first film that came to mind. It’s a technical marvel that should not have worked by any means. Brash, offensive, mean, funny, and loud, it’s my favorite film in Noé’s oeuvre. This movie has always stuck out as his most impressive.

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Climax is an ensemble piece that feels like it’s always on the brink of falling apart at the seams, but finds a way to pull it all back together. It’s a tragic tale of death, life, and drug-fueled chaos.

The film takes place in 1996 with a dance troupe rehearsing for an upcoming performance. The troupe is led by Emmanuelle (Claude Gajan Maull) under the choreography of Selva (Sofia Boutella). After a long rehearsal, the troupe unwinds with a few cups of sangria and an open dance.

Unfortunately for the dance troupe, one of them has spiked the sangria with LSD. As the drug kicks in, so does the mayhem. Will anyone survive the night and escape the Climax unharmed?

The Unconventional Script

This is usually where I say X film was written by Y and directed by Z. Climax is an unusual beast. The film is directed by Noé, but saying it is written by him would be a disservice to the incredibly talented cast. Noé’s script was a mere five pages long. That’s it.

Nearly every bit of dialogue was improvised by the actors. While improvisation is not out of the norm, it becomes more impressive during the film’s final nearly 45-minute-long one-take.

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But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

Climax starts with a series of framed talking heads. The cast introduces their characters on a tube TV, and the TV is framed with the films and books Noé was inspired by. From there, we are given the only choreographed dance of the film, which unveils itself in a nearly 10-minute take.

Some may think this opening choreography is a bit pretentious and over the top. My response would be that it’s a secondary introduction to the characters. The dance scene follows the talking heads, where we learn who the dancers are as people.

Now, we get to learn who the dancers are as dancers. Each person has their own unique take on styles and it lays out certain dynamics that will come back into play later in the film.

Gaspar Noé’s Cinematic Craft in Climax

Noé and cinematographer Benoît Debie really play with the camera during these long takes. Some shots are directly overhead, some are straight on. It’s impossible not to feel the love and admiration Noé has for this film, with how precise the camera movement is (especially for a film that’s nothing but improvisation).

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The extended dance scene is followed by general conversations, which would probably be boring and not handled well under another director. But Noé takes us from a constantly moving, always evolving visual style to a locked shot with nothing but focus on the conversations.

It’s not until 46 minutes in, when Daddy yells, “THIS IS WAR,” that the credits roll. A heart-pounding track plays as the stylized credits reveal the actors, director, and musical credits.

Noé throws the idea of conventional pacing right out the window, as he is wont to do. He brings us up, then down, then up, then down, and then up for the final 42 minutes.

Selva’s Breakdown: A Cinematic Pinnacle

The star moment of the film is Selva’s LSD-induced breakdown. Following Lou’s (Souheila Yacoub) forced abortion, Selva stumbles down the hallway and has a Possession-inspired freakout.

I’ve appreciated everything I’ve seen Sofia Boutella’s performance, but there’s no doubt this scene is the pinnacle moment in her career. The purpose of it is twofold. It’s used to show her current headspace AND it’s a direct homage.

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It’s the inverse of Tarantino. Tarantino uses homages to keep the audience interested; Noé uses homages to further his (visual) story.

A Must-Watch Masterclass

If you haven’t seen Climax, I don’t know what you’re doing with your life. It’s an hour and 40 minutes of unbridled chaos. Climax is a masterclass of filmmaking on nearly all fronts.

Thankfully, it’s less epilepsy-inducing than most of his films, so if you’re worried about that, have no fear! Grab a cup of sangria, and dance the night away with Climax as soon as possible.

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Brendan is an award-winning author and screenwriter rotting away in New Jersey. His hobbies include rain, slugs, and the endless search for The Mothman.

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‘The Innkeepers’ (2011) Review: Ti West’s Horror Gem

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A little over a year ago, I had the opportunity to catch a new film that reminded me of one of the films that sparked my interest in analyzing films in the first place. Sweet Relief was a fun and well-crafted modern mumblegore film that brought Ti West’s The Innkeepers back into my mind. I first watched The Innkeepers shortly before leaving for college, and I was stunned by how incredibly effective it was. To celebrate Dark Sky Select’s 4K steelbook release of The Innkeepers, I decided to give the film a well-deserved rewatch.

The Innkeepers: A Haunting Ghost Story

The Innkeepers follows Claire (Sara Paxton) and Luke (Pat Healy), the last two employees of The Yankee Pedlar Inn. Claire and Luke find themselves working during the hotel’s last week in operation. They also happen to be amateur ghost hunters. Due to the small number of guests, Claire and Luke have some time to put their ghost hunting tools to good use. As the hunting begins, the terror checks in. Is there more to this ghost story than meets the eye?

Before his flashy slasher trilogy, Ti West’s films had a darker, more personal feel to them. After wowing audiences with his satanic panic masterpiece The House of the Devil, Ti West tackled the true terrors of the supernatural. As much as I adore Ti West, this would be his last film that perfectly balances style and substance. Obviously, the goal of an artist is to grow and transform as a filmmaker, but this feels like West’s last intimate film.

Mumblegore Dialogue: Natural and Grounded

The Innkeepers keeps with the mumblegore-like dialogue West was so great at creating. There’s still that improvisational, but naturalistic, feel to their words. And while the situation becomes extraordinary, the dialogue still feels grounded in reality. Somehow, for a 2011 film, West finds a way to competently direct actors in saying the words “epic” and “failblog”. It’s the exposition of the film that truly sets it apart from others like it. While talking with a child in the lobby, Claire reveals the backstory of Madeline O’Malley and her untimely suicide in the hotel. It’s a small moment that could easily be a throwaway detail to provide the audience with the necessary backstory. But it’s Sara Paxton’s performance that sells the scene.

Speaking of, both Sara Paxton and indie darling Pat Healy absolutely tear it up on screen. Sara Paxton’s performance is reserved and lived in. She carries herself awkwardly, with little self-confidence, but still finds a way to be charming. Indie darling Pat Healy chews up the scenery with his Tintin-like faux hawk and a Red Bull-infused high energy. Not only do they steal their respective scenes alone, but they also play off each other like a fast-paced tennis volley.

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Supernatural Horror Done Right

Ti West’s magnum opus handles the supernatural element in a much cleaner, fascinating way than most ghost films. The slow pace highlights the mundanity of working-class life that quickly becomes tense through the creeping terror of Madeline O’Malley and her growing cohorts of terror. There’s a certain unbalanced feel to the film’s three-act structure that lends an air of authenticity to it. Whereas most supernatural films feel the need to do more, The Innkeepers understands that it’s okay to do less. It’s how the scares are delivered that sets this film apart.

If you haven’t seen The Innkeepers, then you’re truly missing out on one of the subgenre’s greatest hits. That being said, I don’t think this film is for everyone. Ti West asks a lot from his audience, and I can understand that some people won’t want to go with him on this ride. It’s talky and demands full attention. But if you’re willing to sit with the film and let it work its magic, you won’t be disappointed.

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[REVIEW] Fantastic Fest 2025: ‘Primate’ Is the Animal-Attack-Meets-Slasher Movie You Didn’t Know You Needed

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If that one scene in Nope (you know the one) wasn’t enough to convince you that owning a chimpanzee is a bad idea, Primate is here to remind you that these animals can literally rip you limb from limb. Directed by Johannes Roberts, who also co-wrote the script with Ernest Riera, the film is scheduled to release in January—and if it wasn’t on your radar before, allow me to firmly add it.

PSA: Primate Proves That Chimps Are Not Pets (But They Are Great Slasher Killers)

Primate begins with a pre-credits scene introducing us to the danger: a vet has been called to check in on a chimp named Ben that isn’t feeling so hot, only to discover the hard way that the super-strong animal has gone rabid. It’s an evocative opening, though it does create a little timeline confusion when we jump back in time a few days to follow Lucy (Johnny Sequoyah) as she returns home to Hawaii to see her family and their unusual pet.

Her late mother, we learn, worked with Ben for years before her death, and he remains a beloved member of the family, able to communicate most basic needs via the use of sign language and a special tablet. Ben is acting a little off, though, so Lucy’s father (Academy Award-winner Troy Kotsur, in a stand-out role) calls in the vet we’ve already seen die before heading out for the night.

Of course, we know that Ben has rabies, so it’s only a matter of time before he goes bananas. In the meantime, Lucy, her sister, and their friends get to living it up while they have the place to themselves. The family owns a gorgeous secluded mansion complete with a cliffside infinity pool, and if you’ve seen The Strangers: Prey at Night, you’ll know Roberts loves a pool. He quickly finds a reason to drive the young people into it and trap them there—but just because chimps can’t swim, that doesn’t mean they’re safe.

Blending Animal Attack Horror with Slasher Thrills in Primate

One of the biggest things going for Primate is its ability to blend classic animal attack horror with slasher elements. The film draws clear inspiration from Cujo, but where the Trentons were largely safe from the beast’s foaming maw (if not the sun) so long as they stayed inside their vehicle, Lucy and friends aren’t so lucky. As the tagline for Primate warns, Ben is “dangerously close to human,” which means he understands how to use tools and constantly finds creative ways to take a swipe at his prey whenever they and the audience let their guard down. The sicker the chimp gets, the more he seems to radiate a savage, all-too-human glee.

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At the same time, Roberts and Riera’s script leverages the communication gap between Ben and the family to devastating effect. Ben is so close to being able to tell them what’s wrong before his rabies progresses to the point of no return, but he doesn’t quite have the language. The fact that Lucy’s father is deaf adds an additional layer to the tragedy: we see how expressive the family is able to be through non-verbal communication, yet Ben is still isolated in his misery.

Toward the climax, however, even this form of communication starts to break down as the girls’ screams go unheard. While it feels like there’s more material that could have been wrung from this theme, it’s notable that Ben goes for the mouth more than once during his rampage, including in the film’s most memorable kill. In the end, maybe all communication is meaningless when nature decides to play a cruel prank.

Miguel Torres Umba’s Incredible Performance as Rabid Chimp Ben

This tragic aspect of the story doesn’t dampen the scares or thrills. Movement specialist Miguel Torres Umba, who portrays Ben, initially imbues the chimp with lovable warmth that makes his feverish, trembling intensity all the more frightening as the sickness takes hold. It’s a remarkable performance, one that lulls the audience into a similar state of wishful thinking to Lucy as she repeatedly reaches out to Ben in the hope that some part of the pet she loved is still in there. Primate rewards that desperate desire with brutal bites, bludgeonings, and beyond.

Primate Is a Lean, Mean, Face-Ripping Machine

Animal attack horror movies have trended hard toward sharks in the last decade (a world Roberts is no stranger to, having helmed 47 Meters Down and its sequel). It’s exciting to see a new addition to this subgenre focusing on a lesser-seen aggressor, especially one that doesn’t frame its killer creature as inherently evil, but rather a victim of both a natural blight and human foolishness. Ben should never have been put in the position he’s in—but now he’s here, it’s pulse-poundingly fun to see the damage that 100+ pounds of pure muscle can do when its brain is on fire.

Primate attacks theaters on January 9.

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