White God

Anyone who’s ever loved a dog wonders at some point whether that cherished relationship is just an illusion. Does my dog love me back, or does it just love dog food? Am I projecting my own feelings onto a beast that acts only on instinct? When my dog dies, am I crying for the dog or for myself? In a sense, pets protect us from our own feelings, becoming repositories for the sort of tenderness that, if directed at another person, could unleash serious and possibly unpleasant consequences. White God, a powerful Hungarian drama by Kornél Mundruczó, has been called a horror movie because it climaxes with a dog revolt that sends hundreds of pissed-off shelter dogs raging through city streets in search of revenge. But the real horror for any dog owner is the idea that Rover might not be his best friend after all; Rover might be an Other, far outside his understanding or control, just like the people he guards against in the outside world. Continue reading >>