I absolutely adore the cinematography on this. The angles, the framing, the colours.
This is the most rational crime ever.
Oh my god. This movie just doesn’t go where you expect it to. It’s either amazingly brilliant or just… odd? I’m not quite sure.
I lost the thread here for a second, and now I have no idea what’s going on.
I think I must have missed the segue to the flashback?
It’s safe to say that I didn’t quite understand the plot here? But I was still riveted. So:
Pleasures of the Flesh. Nagisa Ôshima. 1965.
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