One of the biggest hits from last year’s Cannes Film Festival, The Lobster is as bizarre as it sounds. Greek director Yorgos Lanthimos crafts something unlike your typical 21st century love story. It is a satire about the restrictions of falling in love in a modernized society.
Set in a dystopian near future, it is against the law to be single. David (Colin Farrell) checks into a gorgeous resort where he is asked a series of questions regards to his sexual preferences. While staying there with his brother (who is, in fact, a dog), he must find a mate in 45 days. What happens if he doesn’t make it? He turns into an animal of his choosing. He chooses to be a lobster because, as he puts it, “they live for over a hundred years, are blue-blooded like aristocrats, and stay fertile all their lives.”
He meets some colorful, off-beat characters including John (Ben Whishaw), who limps, and Robert (John C. Reilly), who has a lisp. It’s not long until David escapes into the woods where he comes across some Loners and their leader (Léa Seydoux). And eventually having an affection for a Short Sighted Woman (Rachel Weisz).
I have never seen anything like The Lobster. Lanthimos allows the audience to think twice about whether love is worth it or not. Through its beautiful and unpleasant scenery, classical music ranging from Beethoven to Benjamin Britten, and character development, it’s almost damn near impossible not to appreciate it. Even though I have no idea how to feel about the film’s final moments, but The Lobster is a film to truly behold. It’s so funny it’s disturbing.