arvalo’s review published on Letterboxd:
Going to a screening of this seemed like the best idea, but it ended up being what's probably safe to say is the worst screening I've gone to.
What was being screened was a squashed-to-16:9, probably pirated DVD with what looked like fansubs (no accents (Spanish language), terribly timed (sometimes too early, sometimes too late), and slightly inaccurate translations at times). That last part wouldn't be such a big deal except for 1. the volume was too low, and 2. when the subs were too early they ruined things. Additionally, the projector was very dim so it was hard to make out what the hell was happening. To top it all off, the audience was the worst. Talked a lot, laughed at inappropriate times (the abortion scene got a few chuckles), and even smoked cigarettes. Why you would do the latter besides to be edgy and fuck around with the security guards is beyond me. If it were up to me I would've kicked them out immediately. And speaking of edgy audiences! This was a sold out screening on a room with 300 seats. By the last hour one third of the audience had left. The ones that hadn't were very, very visibly bored. Moved around on their seats, checked Facebook, talked, had laughing fits about whatever the hell they were talking about with their friends, groaned whenever the camera flew around/entered a light source, etc. But all this fills me with delight: this is, presumably, Enter the Void's target audience. That dude who talked to you about Enter the Void at a party? He probably got bored after the first 45 minutes, turned it off, and smoked more weed. Enter the Void's target audience does not like Enter the Void. This reminds me of dense works of art like Das Kapital and In Search of Lost Time: people say they've read them, say they love them, but it's not true, it's all to put on some sort of act. Because they feel they have to say it. This is amazing. I will never forget this screening. And will rewatch this properly at home on an also-pirated, decent-looking copy.