You better believe it—this is Korea’s enfant terrible Kim Ki-duk’s (Breath, Bad Guy) best film yet. The winner of 2012’s Golden Lion award at the Venice Film Festival (edging out Paul Thomas Anderson’s The Master) is an unflinching, twisted and flawless excursion into the darkest realms of the human condition.  

If a story about gender identity has to be told in film, there is a long list of competent directors up for the task. Sexual perversity and voyeurism are also in discussion? Then you probably want to give David Cronenberg or Paul Verhoeven a call.