After seeing Dancer in the Dark and Dogville, I'd pretty much decided that Lars von Trier's other films would fall into the category "great art I'll willfully miss out on." Because while beautifully acted and rendered, those stories were just too gut wrenching for an overly-sensitive wuss like me. But when I read about Melacholia, something about the story struck a chord with me. I got the feeling that this story would really speak to me on a deep level. I finally saw it a few weeks ago. I was a bit hesitant that it might seriously bum me out, I came away from it deeply moved and refreshed - like I had just had a long, soul-searching conversation with a girlfriend who understands all the tumultuous emotions you're feeling.
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