Gaspar Noé’s Climax Is the Best Bad Trip Ever
The words “existence is a fleeting illusion” flash on screen early on in Gaspar Noé’s Climax, and so much of what happens in the following 90 or so minutes seems to be there to support this notion. Leaving aside its plot for a moment—someone spikes the sangria of a virtuosic dance troupe, tearing a hole in their…