When Melancholia cracked Vulture’s 100 Things to Look Forward To in 2011, we wrote, “See if Kirsten Dunst makes it to the end of Lars Von Trier’s latest, a ‘psychological disaster movie,’ with her clitoris intact!” Which was a funny reference to Von Trier’s genitalia-mashing Antichrist — but also creepily prescient. Turns out the “disaster movie” part of the Melancholia description was more literal than one would ever have guessed with Von Trier: That means, thanks to a secret planet that had been hiding behind the sun (?) and is now colliding with Earth, everything — including, yes, Kirsten Dunst’s clitoris — will presumably, by the end of the movie, not be intact. Before that happens, Dunst will possibly marry Alexander Skarsgård, quibble with her sister Charlotte Gainsbourg, get naked in a field, and shoot electricity out of her fingers. Are you confused yet? So are we! Anyway, this looks fantastic.
