"Happy birthday to me."
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Damn, I don't want to be thirty years old. Ahh, how I love people who think this is somehow brutal. It reminds me of "Postcards from London" or "The House That Jack Built". So yeah, it was a weird art film.

"Thirty Years of Adonis" is a celebration of youth. It's about a desire to be young. I guess it's also about the problem in society for most gay men (and women): when they're over thirty, they're not that desirable compared to the young blood.

Eating humans is linked to the saying that when you eat a human, the meat gives you their abilities and knowledge. Báthory (a Hungarian noblewoman and alleged serial killer) bathed in human blood because she thought it would make her younger. Everyone wants their youth back; every birthday is one step closer to our graves.

I liked the idea, but it was boring. Like every art film. The cinematography looked great, and I absolutely LOVED the reference to David Hockney's art. I saw the scene where Adonis jumps into the pool, and I was like, "Omg! It's A Bigger Splash by David Hockney!" Thank you, Mr. Director, this just raised my rating. Other than that, it was kinda mid.
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"Death isn't that scary. Life can be like hell too."