Melancholia was so fucking bad, yet somehow I felt compelled to sit through the whole thing.
15 min movie stretched out to 2 hours+ by the most pretentious fucking director I've seen in some time. Stanley Kubrick you ain't Mr. Lars. I should google to see if Jonathon Blow has written a 26 page review analyzing it. First movie I've seen of his and yeah, what I went in expecting:

X

What I got was:

X

...for two hours. I felt sorry for every actor in that film for having to put up with Kirsten Dunst sitting around doing nothing but looking annoying to everyone for every single shot. How hard would it have been to make an interesting personal drama about how a group of people and their lives are affected by the end of the world? Instead Kirsten Dunst sits around being lame and talking about her magic bean powers while the guy from 24 keeps staring into a telescope.
Plus, even if you want to see this, you can skip THE ENTIRE FIRST HALF OF THE FILM and not miss a thing. The first half is an interesting family drama, but it's just dragged out and the end result is simply Kirsten Dunst being derp derp derp.
Just go read Hellstar Remina instead. It's pretty trashy and isn't even that great, but it's basically the concept behind Melancholia except 10x better.