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I often think of you while watching disturbing films.
I had to smile at this one.
I think you have me beat by a healthy margin. Some questions: Have you ever seen A Serbian Film and, if so , what did you think? (I haven't seen it). What are your top three disturbing films? And while we are at it, what are your top three erotic films? For context: my definition of eroticism--I only know it when I see it but it's dimly lit rather than brightly lit.Lovely!
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I think you have me beat by a healthy margin. Some questions: Have you ever seen A Serbian Film and, if so , what did you think? (I haven't seen it). What are your top three disturbing films? And while we are at it, what are your top three erotic films? For context: my definition of eroticism--I only know it when I see it but it's dimly lit rather than brightly lit.
I thought Irreversible was genuinely disturbing, but in a way that I eventually felt was socially responsible, an examination both of the violation that is rape and how ugly it indeed is and also an excoriation of the destructiveness of male rage. Resnais' Night and Fog about the Allies entering into the Nazi Death Camps was also genuinely and defensibly disturbing. My third pick would be Pasolini's Salo, or the 100 Days of Sodom, which I hated, with HMs going to Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer and Antichrist, both of which I nonetheless thought were excellent movies.
I think one of the great failings of cinema is that movies have never come close to realizing their potential for eroticism. What art is better suited? And yet I have to think some to come up with three examples. I find Wong Kar-wai's movies incredibly sensual in a pleasingly lazy sort of way; he movies have a casual, unforced eroticism that I find very attractive, yet I don't know if any particular film stands out more than another, maybe Days of Being Wild. But I am going to sideline him, just because...I can. So top three
1) Henry & June (Kaufman)--Anais Nin's sexual coming-of-age movie
2) The Lover (Annaud)--adolescent girl's first affair with dangerus man
3) In the Realm of the Senses (Oshima)--illicit but powerful affair
HM: The Hunger; Last Tango in Paris; the love making scenes in Don't Look Now, mainly because we care so much about the couple by then and have a premonition of their fate. Y Tu Mama Tambien (more sexy than erotic).
Sidenote: When I was much younger, I would have added Malicious, a Laura Antonelli movie, an actress who actually had a talent for eroticism (and not much else). I found a copy of the movie in Little Italy about five years ago, really delighted to rediscover this movie from my youth. It was awful; the sexism was just overwhelming. Spoiled the fun entirely. Likely conclusion: I was probably even more of a jerk in my youth than I thought I was.
Yup. He's the one, I think, that snorted wasabi, too. No shortage of highlights for that guy.
I thought Irreversible was genuinely disturbing, but in a way that I eventually felt was socially responsible, an examination both of the violation that is rape and how ugly it indeed is and also an excoriation of the destructiveness of male rage. Resnais' Night and Fog about the Allies entering into the Nazi Death Camps was also genuinely and defensibly disturbing. My third pick would be Pasolini's Salo, or the 100 Days of Sodom, which I hated, with HMs going to Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer and Antichrist, both of which I nonetheless thought were excellent movies.
I think one of the great failings of cinema is that movies have never come close to realizing their potential for eroticism. What art is better suited? And yet I have to think some to come up with three examples. I find Wong Kar-wai's movies incredibly sensual in a pleasingly lazy sort of way; he movies have a casual, unforced eroticism that I find very attractive, yet I don't know if any particular film stands out more than another, maybe Days of Being Wild. But I am going to sideline him, just because...I can. So top three
1) Henry & June (Kaufman)--Anais Nin's sexual coming-of-age movie
2) The Lover (Annaud)--adolescent girl's first affair with dangerus man
3) In the Realm of the Senses (Oshima)--illicit but powerful affair
HM: The Hunger; Last Tango in Paris; the love making scenes in Don't Look Now, mainly because we care so much about the couple by then and have a premonition of their fate. Y Tu Mama Tambien (more sexy than erotic).
Sidenote: When I was much younger, I would have added Malicious, a Laura Antonelli movie, an actress who actually had a talent for eroticism (and not much else). I found a copy of the movie in Little Italy about five years ago, really delighted to rediscover this movie from my youth. It was awful; the sexism was just overwhelming. Spoiled the fun entirely. Likely conclusion: I was probably even more of a jerk in my youth than I thought I was.
Ok, so disturbing movies.
A Serbian Film would be right up there. It’s doubly offensive in that it’s one of those movies that waves its offensiveness around as a moral and political flag, but it really felt false to me. It’s so over the top I think it’s meant to play as parody but it didn’t work like that for me. Feels like there is too much glee by the filmmakers in the escalating shocks. I’m by no means a prude, but there isn’t a lot of room for error when messing around with stuff like this. You better nail it. This didn’t.
Salo would be the pervvy yin to A Serbian Film’s yang. Being deadly serious doesn’t make extreme material any more resonate, at least for me. Passolini’s message is a worthy and important one. But it’s also not an original or revolutionary one. Does he need this story and these extremes to convey it? I’d argue no. Like A Serbian Film the extremes, not the message, eventual becomes the thing. What good a filmmaker’s message — genuine in Passolini’s case, though I’m skeptical in A Serbian FIlm’s — when the shock overpowers it?
Eating shit may be a metaphor. But eating shit also is eating shit.
Martyrs is another film that comes to mind. Maybe the most torturous of the torture porn craze, but this one tries to justify its existence with a faux-intellectual twist that would have gotten a D in a 101-level philosophy or theology.
As counter-intuitive as what I’m about to write may seem though I am not a fan of the Human Centipede movies (seen 1 and 2 but not 3), I almost respect it more than some of these other more reputable efforts because it at least has the good sense to know what it is. It doesn’t mask its titillations behind a grander purpose.
Eating shit is definitely not a metaphor here. It’s definitely eating shit.
On the positive, I would echo Kihei in saying Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer and Irreversible are both prime examples of disturbing, effective and well-made movies. They make their points rather powerfully without their extreme moments overshadowing the message. Irreversible in particular packs a legit emotional punch if you can make it all the way through it. I’d throw Eraserhead in here too. Not really one I like, but it is very unsettling and effective. Oh hell, how about a vote for Tetsuo: The Iron Man too and the collective works of Takashi Miike too.
On to eroticism ... this is an awful personal question, gentlemen.
In the Realm of the Senses straddles both of these categories I suppose. It is undeniably erotic. I actually defend it as a great love story ... certainly a great lust story. You (at least I) really feel for this couple. Their longing, their passion. I find it incredibly moving. The end, again at least to me, isn’t a shocking bit of violence, but rather a logical conclusion to an overpowering affair.
Another movie that, for some, could be tossed into the disturbing category rather than the erotic, is Cronenberg’s Crash. An extreme premise. But again, characters with magnetic, even destructive, attraction to each other.
Though I have some issues with the movie overall, particularly its third act, the first two thirds of Unfaithful are right up there for me on this topic. Diane Lane is incredible. Sexy, but in a very grounded and human way. It’s almost uncomfortable.
I am a fan of Secretary as well. Its tone borders on fairy tale and it is surprisingly sweet given the one sentence logline to it, but similar to In the Realm of the Senses (and to a lesser extent Unfaithful) there’s an overpowering connection between the leads here that really translates beyond the screen.
I guess James Spader is the Tom Hanks of high-brow pervy eroticism.
Oh and Takeshi Kitano is a giant and solidly one of my favorite filmmakers ever. I'll have reviews up for Boiling Point and The Blue Room soon (Amalric).
Ok, so disturbing movies.
A Serbian Film would be right up there. It’s doubly offensive in that it’s one of those movies that waves its offensiveness around as a moral and political flag, but it really felt false to me. It’s so over the top I think it’s meant to play as parody but it didn’t work like that for me. Feels like there is too much glee by the filmmakers in the escalating shocks. I’m by no means a prude, but there isn’t a lot of room for error when messing around with stuff like this. You better nail it. This didn’t.
Salo would be the pervvy yin to A Serbian Film’s yang. Being deadly serious doesn’t make extreme material any more resonate, at least for me. Passolini’s message is a worthy and important one. But it’s also not an original or revolutionary one. Does he need this story and these extremes to convey it? I’d argue no. Like A Serbian Film the extremes, not the message, eventual becomes the thing. What good a filmmaker’s message — genuine in Passolini’s case, though I’m skeptical in A Serbian FIlm’s — when the shock overpowers it?
Eating shit may be a metaphor. But eating shit also is eating shit.
Martyrs is another film that comes to mind. Maybe the most torturous of the torture porn craze, but this one tries to justify its existence with a faux-intellectual twist that would have gotten a D in a 101-level philosophy or theology.
As counter-intuitive as what I’m about to write may seem though I am not a fan of the Human Centipede movies (seen 1 and 2 but not 3), I almost respect it more than some of these other more reputable efforts because it at least has the good sense to know what it is. It doesn’t mask its titillations behind a grander purpose.
Eating shit is definitely not a metaphor here. It’s definitely eating shit.
On the positive, I would echo Kihei in saying Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer and Irreversible are both prime examples of disturbing, effective and well-made movies. They make their points rather powerfully without their extreme moments overshadowing the message. Irreversible in particular packs a legit emotional punch if you can make it all the way through it. I’d throw Eraserhead in here too. Not really one I like, but it is very unsettling and effective. Oh hell, how about a vote for Tetsuo: The Iron Man too and the collective works of Takashi Miike too.
On to eroticism ... this is an awful personal question, gentlemen.
In the Realm of the Senses straddles both of these categories I suppose. It is undeniably erotic. I actually defend it as a great love story ... certainly a great lust story. You (at least I) really feel for this couple. Their longing, their passion. I find it incredibly moving. The end, again at least to me, isn’t a shocking bit of violence, but rather a logical conclusion to an overpowering affair.
Another movie that, for some, could be tossed into the disturbing category rather than the erotic, is Cronenberg’s Crash. An extreme premise. But again, characters with magnetic, even destructive, attraction to each other.
Though I have some issues with the movie overall, particularly its third act, the first two thirds of Unfaithful are right up there for me on this topic. Diane Lane is incredible. Sexy, but in a very grounded and human way. It’s almost uncomfortable.
I am a fan of Secretary as well. Its tone borders on fairy tale and it is surprisingly sweet given the one sentence logline to it, but similar to In the Realm of the Senses (and to a lesser extent Unfaithful) there’s an overpowering connection between the leads here that really translates beyond the screen.
I guess James Spader is the Tom Hanks of high-brow pervy eroticism.
You liked Henry and June? Boy did I find it bad, overacted and badly casted.
That is good to hear. Though I can see why people dislike him too, and he is rather rough as a director, he is nonetheless one of my favourite directors. He is also one of the first directors whose work I watched when I began to really enjoy films, so that may also be a reason for my soft spot for him.
Unfortunately, his height is extremely short, because after the 90s, it just seems like he lost it. Elements of his style is still there, but I am never as impressed.
I never finished it, but I share your sentiment from what I remember. Perhaps I will get to it one of these days, just to confirm.
Yeah, I haven't seen his stuff post 1990. Next, I'm going to watch his 1995 film. While there's a few of big time world directors that I still haven't watched (Tarr, Kiarostami), from the ones I am familiar with that were around active in the 90s, I think Kitano might be my favorite.
I don't if it says anything about me, but I was always more disturbed by the nightclub fight than by the underpass scene. Both are hard to get through but the former...holy hell. Still, I have no reservations about calling Irreversible a masterpiece and I Stand Alone an even better film. Gaspar Noe does have one hell of a weird career arc.