The Green Butchers (2005)

This Swedish flick (written and directed by the writer of the overrated Mifune and a bunch of other mediocre flicks about which nobody cares) is by all evidence an attempt at crafting a bone-dry black comedy without the comedy, which to me seems about as smart as jumping out of an airplane sans parachute, but then nobody ever asks me these things. Overdoes things on the grotesquerie front, probably because it has nothing else up its sleeve; meanwhile, the pallid attempts at straight-faced wit make Kaurismaki look like Keaton. Total crap, basically. The atrocious excuse for an ending is the final insult.

Grade: D