Irrational beauty

Finally finished watching Sympathy for Mr Vengeance. Chan-Wook Park's films really stick in my head. They leave me feeling unsettled. Its strange though, I've seen other violent films before, but none really like his. Tarantino suddenly feels lightweight, his characters like cutouts in comparison. In Park's film they feel incredibly real. The violence felt real, so real it made me wince and cover my mouth. I'd tug at my earlobes, or touch my achilles. I don't know what I find more disturbing... The screaming gaps in violence that I'm forced to piece together... or the thought that anybody could have been those characters. Something just clicks, something just clicks over in daily life and suddenly everything... every small dark rage curtailed is released.