I didn't saw it entirely, i stopped at the half, i'll finish it later, it's pretty strange but it's ok, it show us the face of misery behind the Mao's "Cultural Revolution" and all the illusion it brought to chinese people. Anyway i can't say to much about it since i haven't finished it (ow and i found a version with french subtitles- for the silver tongue bitches....)
The director of the movie won the Golden Bear of Berlin for this film (if i don't mistake it for the Golden Lion of Mostra di Venise), but he was banned from China because of the fascist regim who didn't like him because of it, probably. He lived through Hong-Kong and Berlin during a certain time. Now China have forgive him a few years ago, in exchange of a brainwashing i guess, and he lives know happy in his homecountry
The movie is about the last crazy days of the Marquis de Sade (a real aristocratic psycho, and elite bastard who tortured women of the common people in the caves of his mansion, and wrote about it... That's from him the word "sadism" comes from; like "masochism" comes from the Venus in Fur of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch- a brief debrief of the origins of the cultural appropriation of the BDSM movement over culture; that's just don't how it's played guys), in the prison of Bastille, just before his execution. It's real crazy af, and it's played by actors with latex humanimals masks with very strange/horny/violent/esoteric vibes (but it's the "Panic" touch of Topor i think:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panic_Movement)
It's is written and directed by Henri Xhonneux, but also, at least for the scenario and the design part, by Roland Topor, whom i adore. He was born in 1938 from a Jewish family, originaly from Poland i think, who manage to escape the Rafle du Vel d'Hiv and lived behind a catholic identity, he grew up in Savoie under a fake ID in a part of France which was still very hostile to the Vichy's & Hitler's regime, and where the Résistance was very active and the country still praticly at a stade of civil war. Anyway, after the Débarquement, the Libération, and the II Bombs on Japan, he retake his identity and went up to Paris to study art and start to build his unbelievible career, drawing, litterature, theatre, movies, music, he practiced many arts and rocked the house, with always a lot of political engagement against the autorithy (De Gaulles mostly in his youth, because it sounds like a fascist bad joke when you know history of western europe during Antiquity, and how to recognize a neo-nazitalism system still developing under your nose; after the death of the Grand Charles like they said, he stood up against Giscard, Pompidou, etc.). I tell you this because he must be one of my favorite artists, and because ghost and all the stupid people who think living in a nation means stand-by it, but it's always complicate so personnaly i prefere to nuance, because if i'm ashame of my country, i could be proud of it if those who believe in a process of changing it to make i better would succeed, which isn't the case for now... Anyway, he dead in 1997 a day before my sister birthday
Gonna be a chilly great night with them pills and methadone watching proper gore horror
