Ann Widdecombe thinks 'Antichrist' is pornographic?
What the hell kind of porn has Ann Widdecombe seen, that she thinks Lars von Trier's latest film is the kind of thing you'd knock one off to?
Only two conclusions are possible:
1) Ann Widdecombe secretly maintains a collection of twisted filth the likes of which would make even Peter Sotos slink away in abject disgust, or,
2) She doesn't actually have the foggiest idea what she's talking about.
I could tell you what I think (hint: it involves Widdy gurning in ecstasy as she freeze-frames another instalment of the Death Camp Scat-Sluts franchise*), but I prefer to let you make up your own mind - which is a privilege Widdecombe would rather people weren't allowed, at least when it comes to Antichrist.
* Aaaaand now I've put that delightful little image in your head, I shall retire. Good night!