Gaspar Noé's hallucinatory descent into the afterlife gets the big screen treatment it demands at The Beverly Theater. "Enter the Void" follows Oscar, a young drug dealer in Tokyo, whose consciousness drifts through the neon-soaked city after a sudden, violent death, watching over his sister and revisiting fragments of his own life from an ever-shifting, disembodied point of view. Noé's camera swoops through the city like a spirit untethered from gravity, dissolving into pulsing lights, saturated colors, and disorienting long takes that blur the line between memory, hallucination, and something like the afterlife itself.

This isn't a film for passive viewing—it's immersive, unsettling, and visually overwhelming in the best possible way, the kind of movie that rewards a dark room and a good sound system. The Beverly Theater's intimate setting, with its close seating and crisp acoustics, feels suited to a film built on sensory overload, letting the score and sound design wrap around the audience the way Noé clearly intended. Between the psychedelic visuals and the film's meditation on death, rebirth, and the Tibetan Book of the Dead, it's the kind of screening that sparks conversation on the way out, whether you love it or find yourself still processing what you just watched.