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The Best and Bleakest Comedy of the Year So Far
Radu Jude’s Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of the World makes being ground up in the global machinery of capitalism look good.
Using a filter that gives her a bald head, bushy eyebrows, and a patchy goatee, she takes on the persona of Bobiță, a jet-setting hustle bro who loves his Maserati, Vladimir Putin, his pals Andrew Tate and King Charles, and monologuing in paint-peeling detail about all the orifices he’s been fucking. His last feature, the acerbic Bad Luck Banging or Loony Porn(the guy loves a long title), was about a teacher facing a humiliating trial by a jury of hypocritical parents and colleagues after the leak of a sex tape she made with her husband. Of the many things that make Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of World exhilarating, from its egalitarian mix of high and low references to its delightful profanity, what stands out is its willingness to acknowledge the general horror of modern existence, and then to suggest the only reasonable response is to laugh.
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