A tedious, repugnant, awful masterpiece. Scatological prurience and provocation soils what is meant to be a profound statement on fascism, making this come off as exploitative and voyeuristic before its allegory becomes clear. What looks like the work of a debauched pervert is actually a cruel reminder to the "children of Mussolini and Coca-Cola" of the dehumanizing consequences of fascism's anarchic power/control. The hellish climax and final scene condemn "masters" and the complacent alike.
They eat poo! Fairly disturbing but a bit of a disappointment overall, for me - I guess I'm not artsy enough for this one, as I know there's stuff here I don't appreciate the way I should (sets, for example).
Enjoyable endeavor into the unclassifiable. The Marquis however, would of expected the running length to accommodate a high level of detail in each of the unprotected sex scenes and perhaps a few snuff rumors surrounding the release of film as status quo. A fine combination of the depravity in the novel and the Fascism witnessed by Pasolini.
This sickening film has a clear point but weak story to tell. The war brings out with killings the satistic part of human nature on surface. Pasolini combined that with Marquis de Sade, homosexualism and obsession on human faeces. He played with revolting and disturbing images and did not care much of the opinning of viewers. Extra points for bold choises. Though the film was techincally well done, the story would not intrest the audience if it was not made by him.
I feel kinda weird about the fact that I did not see this as a film that was particularly hard to sit through - sure, there's some pretty excessive and disgusting torture and a few of the scenes were quite unpleasant, but I was left feeling like I was watching something utterly surreal more than I was watching something disgusting. In short, I don't feel this is the big deal it's made out to be, and I found for example the camera positions much more interesting than the torture.
Wild potpourri of snuff/scat/fetish/porn/comedy; definitly not for the faint of heart. Major props to the cross-eyed lunatic for freaking the shit out of me!
Oooh, look, it's art! See these people eating shit and scurrying around like dogs? It's art! I'm not sure the director deserved to die as a result of making this film, but at least it kept him from making any more.
I consider myself to have a pretty high threshold for simulated violence, as long as there's a point. I'm sure one shows up eventually, but I couldn't really see it after the first 30 minutes, so I called it. Gets points for having serious balls though. No homo.
Should I feel contempt for the characters in the film, or for the film itself? Maybe the answer is, I feel a little of both. I guess the message Pasolini was trying to get across is a moral one, but why, then, do I feel so dirty after watching the movie? I have the unsettling suspicion that Pasolini's motives in making this sick movie were not 100% noble; maybe it takes a sick mind to show such depravity. But then again, maybe the movie is just THAT effective. I'll have to keep pondering it.
Is this film good? Yes. Do I like it? Fuck no. Pasolini has crafted a film with despicable images that are both extreme and unnecessary. Don't see this film.
This film is truly a vile spectacle. It's the film equivalent of religious self flagellation where you are supposed to come to some enlightened realization at the end of the suffering. With that being said it is strangely brilliant and repulsive at the same time. Triple P' was a thing to behold. Fuck the haters. Fuck southern european colonial christianity in its dirty degenerate pope brown starfish ass.
"Probably the most extreme and sickening movie ever made. Based on De Sade's writings, this one features unwatchable explicit scenes of true nihilism and depravity that start with bisexual sodomy and go on to humiliation, nauseating coprophilia, torture and snuff. Explores fascism, themes of sex, body and politics, and De Sade's sadistic philosophies, but despite these artistic aspirations, this is the only movie with scenes I had to fast-forward through."
Judging by its own merits, "Salo" is a dated, sometimes laughable exploitation flick. Judging by comparison to its source material, "Salo" is extremely disrespectful and fails to hide behind its supposed "message" to cover up the polarizing concept. I very rarely say this but I think "Salo" could use a remake, one that's respectful and loyal to its source material.