Hallucinogenic thriller “Antibirth” is an extreme offer for even probably the most diehard type fans. Elaborately, the film is similarly unsettling and suggestive: beautiful cinematography, perplexing altering and incessant utilization of twofold exposures infer the movies of David Lynch, Rob Zombie, Ben Wheatley, Bill Lustig and Damon Packard. In any case, on an account level, “Antibirth” is populated solely by unpleasant, untrustworthy, and/or revolting characters. Screw-up Lou (Natasha Lyonne), a second thought less alcoholic and medication abuser, is the most forcefully unlikable character in the film and she’s the film’s lead.
Still, you don’t need to think about Lou as a man to need to realize what transpires after she passes out amid a night-long drinking spree. “Antibirth” is novel, secretive, and some of the time even sufficiently unsafe to suck you in on the off chance that you surrender to its fierce, cutting edge style.