Another recent release that I experienced also preached a message of class warfare within a societal structure. High-Rise, an adapted film from a director unlike any other, Ben Wheatley, uses his familiar elements of surrealism and offbeat comedy to tell an ultra-visual story. Based on J.G. Ballard's 1975 futuristic-set novel of the same name, Wheatley's latest endeavor is guaranteed to be a polarizing piece of work.
The film opens with a disheveled Dr. Robert Laing (Tom Hiddleston) capturing a dog and cooking it over a fire on the completely-trashed balcony of his apartment building. Then, it proceeds to show the three months leading up to this anarchic setting, where the doctor moves into a desirable high-rise apartment that offers all the amenities of the outside world. However, a specific structure exists within the building where the number of your floor signifies the amount of your wealth. And as the higher-up elitists in the apartment begin hoarding all of the power and resources, chaos begins to climb in the high-rise from the ground floor up.
As you would expect from a unique filmmaker such as Wheatley, High-Rise is an ambitious effort that amazes and disappoints in varying aspects all at the same time. Fans of nuanced story-telling that requires massive attention to detail will find great admiration scattered within Wheatley's unconventional methods. High-Rise is visually fantastic and boasts a brilliant score. However, the film's messy narrative and jumbled structure will surely create issues with a more general audience. Personally, I loved the acting and stylish aspects of the movie, but sluggish pacing and a confusing plot make the film an unfitting singular watch. Perhaps, multiple viewings are required to piece Wheatley's entire long-winded and absurdly bizarre puzzle together.