Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

(Everything I imagine people typically point about this movie is obvious and on the surface: power, dehumanization, violation under the guise of teaching, etc., etc., etc. I have nothing new to say about that, not worth mentioning.)

Not quite as in line with my interests as I thought it might be. I frowned a cartoon frown through all of Girone della Merda. Visually amazing, especially the last third -- the game of telephone-like sequence of everyone running to inform on each other, then the stillness after it fails. The girls sitting in the vat of mud.

Perfect ending. New level of misery when it cuts from the final torture scenes to the two boy soldiers with their guns relaxing inside, doing nothing. I groaned groaned groaned when that boy changed the radio station from the religious death rite music (?) to the pleasant music -- it's such a gimmick when music turns out to be diegetic in movies. But then, when they start to dance.... oh my god! They're kids! Incredible ending lines. What's your girlfriend's name? Margherita. They have lives outside, they can return to their lives outside. Their girlfriends are separate entities from the girls in the yard. They don't even feel un-innocent. They're normal. They will go back to normal.

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