Attempting to reconstruct three days’ worth of Fantastic Fest from a dizzying swirl of exploding zombie skulls, hastily scribbled notes, and incapacitating sake drinks is perhaps not quite as harrowing as what Willem Dafoe endures in Lars von Trier’s Antichrist (hint: it’s gonna hurt when he pees for a while), but it’s a daunting proposition nonetheless. Our four writers survived to file this day-by-day wrap-up of the festival’s first weekend.
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