95 min., not rated (equivalent of an R).
Dancing furries in a kids' bowling alley. An alien conspiracy. Pus-oozing blisters. The birth of a creature crossed between a wookiee and the demonic mutant offspring in Larry Cohen’s “It’s Alive.” All of these disparate images and plot points only muddy the waters for the sake of being weird and, thus, keep the viewer at arm’s length. Were it not difficult to warm up to already with an inscrutable, stream-of-conscious narrative, “Antibirth” doesn’t really care if we like its obnoxious protagonist or not. By no fault of Natasha Lyonne, who gives it her all with sardonic recklessness, Lou is decidedly flawed and hard-edged as a burnout, a role Perez wrote directly for the actress, but she is also too passive and consistently self-destructive to care about her abnormal plight. It is almost preferable to see a character who is far from being squeaky-clean and likable and having it all figured out and then seeing him or her gradually earn our sympathy. Still, in the case of Lou, she isn’t even interestingly vulgar. Read the rest of the review at Diabolique Magazine.
Grade: C -