The opening scene of Elle throws you right into the disturbing chaos. Our lead character is raped by an intruder in her home leaving her bloodied and abused. As he leaves, she calmly collects herself, picks up the broken dishes, bathes, and wakes up the next day, carrying on relatively normal. Instantly, Paul Verhoeven’s work is already disturbing. Not because the character reacts to the … Continue reading Elle – Review