"The House That Jack Built", 2018 (spoilers)

It is a good movie that doesn't glorify violence in any way. You need a bit of critical thinking to understand that movie isn't just a massacre or a philosophy rant. 

It being messed up is the point. That's one of the best representation of a psychopath I've ever seen, but "Sissy" 2022. The one that isn't glorified, magnifying, genius. It's just a pathetic man with disturbed thinking, that's always thinking of high matters, but is deeply hollow to normal every day stuff. It's a comedy, Lars Von Trier ridicules the images of movie psychopaths and the very opinion of psychopaths about themselves.

You just look at a pathetic man trying and failing to justify his own violence with all those psychology and philosophical rants, making connections where there aren't any. He built his House of mind on the ground of baseless feelings of superiority and warped ideas of art.

We see the world through his eyes, because he, like any other killer, wants to show off the deed of his hands, like a cat showing the owner a dead mouse. That's why his girlfriend is stupid, that's why policemen are imbeciles. That's why his world looks so empty and liminal, because he doesn't even pay attention to people around him and doesn't take them into consideration.

His violence is a stupid, worthless action he tries to make himself think high of. There's no glorification at all. If you take "American Psycho" or "Fight Club", there's a glorification. They basically go like "the only way to be different is to be violent" or "the only way to change something is to be violent". "Hannibal" TV series even makes the art and culinary out of violence. While "The House Jack Built" is a realistic view on the topic. 

He does it just to do it, he wants to be a part of a creation so bad, but he can only destroy. The storytelling is flawed due to an unreliable narrator, he tries so hard to make the beauty out of his actions, but he just can't and we can see that he fails through the eyes of the Poet he's telling his life story to. The Poet is the part of Creation, while Jack is a part of Destruction. This poet humiliates him every time and brings him back down to reality. This is the author's position. The beauty of this movie is in the truth and lack of beauty.

The ending doesn't matter. "Was it real or not? Was he arrested?", It doesn't matter. It's like with the "Stranger" by Albert Camus (spoiler) - you don't have to know the character is dead physically, to know he went out mentally (end of the spoiler).

P.S. Of course i don't support any of Jack's actions, i had to look away any time he was close to killing someone 

P.P.S I don't remember the movie by word, but while typing this i got reminded of the parable of men who built their houses on the sand and on the stone. Maybe it was mentioned in the movie, but otherwise, it could be a funny detail, that a House of Jack's mind got wiped away because of a poor foundation :)