I’d like to go ahead and declare the old saying, “You could never go home again” moribund and desiccated when discussing the feat just accomplished by South Korean film radical, Bong Joon-ho. The very gall that an internationally revered and lauded filmmaker, not only returned from churning out his own exercises in political bombast (The Host, Snowpiercer, Okja), but has also found within him and his merry band the ability to stun the world with this smaller scale, yet no less gutting exploration into class strife, and what it gestates between generations. Not only has director Bong found within him the ability to maintain his often clear voiced antipathy for the market that enables him, PARASITE works like a well-tuned, diabolical mousetrap that plays like it has a straight up axe to grind with the nature of popular film narrative itself.

It’s a sure handed, yet vengefully comic summation of capitalism, and its empty promise of separatism. All told with the trustworthiness of a Loki-figure by a cave fire.

I implore anyone who has yet to experience PARASITE, to go in knowing as little as possible.

Can’t wait to watch more friends and family view this for the first time.