Granted, it might take away your appetite. So maybe after lunch? I don't know you. Judge your own squeamishness.

Out of more than a few excellent films—Drive, the Pusher trilogy, and, depending on who you ask, Valhalla Rising—Nicolas Winding Refn has become a director to be reckoned with. (Sign #324 of directorial success: Being the subject of a more-than-likely hagiographic documentary about how you're a "creative genius at work.") But Refn's 2013 film, Only God Forgives, was a harsh comedown from 2011's Drive in more ways than one: Not only did Refn seem less confident and sure behind the camera, but Only God Forgives' desperately vicious tone and extreme violence seemed like a deliberate provocation—Refn's way, perhaps, to clumsily push aside anyone who, not knowing his previous films, had heaped praise upon his more crowd-pleasing Drive.

One thing that Only God Forgives unquestionably is, though, is a visceral experience, both figuratively and literally. As the below effects reel proves.

I'm roughly 11 months late on this effects reel (thanks to Mike Russell for the heads up), but it's still kind of astonishing—not even so much for the gore effects, but the continual reminder of what a major role CG has come to play in just about every film, usually in ways that'd be impossible to spot if you didn't see a reel like this. Somehow the casual digital removal of dolly tracks and blinks seem more weird, and more remarkable, to me than all the split-open ribcages gushing fake blood.