Dogville

Director: Lars von Trier
Cast: Nicole Kidman, Harriet Andersson, Lauren Bacall, Jean-Marc Barr, Paul Bettany, Blair Brown, James Caan, Philip Baker Hall, Udo Kier, Chloë Sevigny
Denmark, Sweden, Norway, The Netherlands, Finland, France, UK, Germany, Italy, 2003, 178’, color
English with Turkish subtitles

With a minimal, stage-like set incorporating only chalk outlines of streets and houses on the floor, Dogville is set in the small, fictional town of Dogville. The film tells the story of Grace Mulligan, a fugitive on the run who must gain the trust of the townspeople to be able to stay. What starts off as Grace’s voluntary participation in the community gives way to an increasingly abusive dynamic. Her presence catalyses dark impulses within the town’s citizens and raises complex issues of morality, accountability, power and human relationships.

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