Borgman – my review

This film will prompt about four exclamations of “What the fuck?”This is a deviant work, and one that I’m still trying to process. It’s a small Dutch indie, with a bourgeois veneer. But it’s also a twisted tale that seems to merge class conflict with some kind of unexplained demonology. A harsh dichotomy separates the rich family from the servant class invaders who infiltrate and take control of their minds.

The film seems to point to a revolutionary mindset, but the story comes at it from left field. Also there are children involved, completely vulnerable. The parents and the children are divided. An uncomfortable obliviousness overtakes the family, and it leaves them helpless. At the center is the mother, who is captivated by Borgman.

 

By indulging her lust, she puts them all at risk. But since there is a magical element, it seems that she has no free will, no choice. That’s frustrating. Fate dictates that the bourgeois family will fall to the calculated, ruthless invaders, as will their children.

Is that what’s being said? Is this some satirical take on western privilege and the hollow, shallow culture that relies on material wealth, rather than on cunning, animal predaceousness?

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