Lords of Chaos makes me channel my inner John Cusack as I wonder, do Norwegians listen to black metal because they are miserable, or are they miserable because they listen to black metal? As for me, I know I was miserable because I was watching this movie. Lords of Chaos is a semi-fictional (though ‘barely-factual’ might be a better description) account of the Norwegian black metal scene of thever mais...

_Lords of Chaos_ is not a Mayhem biopic. If you're looking for that, or if you're looking for a film about the rise of Black Metal in Norway, look entirely elsewhere. This is - at its surface - basically just a film about Euronymous and his relationship with Dead, and then with Varg. But it's really about "edge". About the kvlt of black metal that was arguably more vital to its identity than the aver mais...

**_Equal parts funny and harrowing; an enjoyable "true story"_** >_Violent torture_ > _Death has arrived_ > _Armageddon_ > _Terror and fright_ > _Bleeding corpses_ > _Rotting decay_ > _Anarchy_ > _Violent torture_ > _Antichrist_ > _Lucifer_ > _Son of Satan_ > _Pure Fucking Armageddon_ > _Pure Fucking Armageddon!_ - Mayhem; "Pure Fucking Armageddon" (writtever mais...

A very well-made thing, in the middle between “lad-film” and “psycho-drama”. However, there’s a layer missing, and I don’t mean “where’s muh black metal soundtrack” or “Varg was right” or “but there was deep philosophy!!!111” or some such. What I mean is the following: in the film “Generation P” (2011), first there’s one moment where the central character eats fly agaric mushrooms in the woover mais...

This movie felt more like a comedy/parody than the serious one.