I’ll be honest straight off the bat: I’ve never had good experiences with arthouse films. They sometimes lack the subtlety in trying to send a message to their audience, almost giving it the feel of a Matrix Revolutions, with awkward scenes that seem to dwell too long on a closeup just to set up an ’emotional scene’.
However, Personal Shopper was a… surprising entry that intrigued me by its plot that failed horribly when it came to execution, with its only saving grace being Kristen Stewart’s performance in the film.
Disclaimer: SPOILERS AHEAD!
“… as the red mist slowly dissipated, everyone in that room moved towards the Shogun’s room, and his body was rested against the wall, where his crimes were written out in blood. And in his hands, the Shogun’s head laid, cleanly cut from his neck.”
Silence swept across the tavern as the old man finished his story, a claim he had witnessed the mythical Lady Crimson, a killer that has slain hundreds of evildoers across the lands. There were many claims of encountering her but all of them had the same cliches: a red mist that filled the air and some evildoer losing his life. Theatrics were added to spice up the stories in some recounts and her legend continued to grow among patrons of the taverns across the kingdom.