Hey – you! Yes, you: reader. Are you so jaded already that you consider "Salo – 120 Days of Sodom" a feel-good movie and the Marquis De Sade a decent chap? Do you think yourself as an animal-friendly and philanthropic because you enjoyed watching "Cannibal Holocaust"? Think yourself as the sickest of all sick-puppies and consider the term "depraved sadist" an honorary title? Yes? Well, then you've come to the right place.
Unless you count snuff-films and the hardest, most illegal forms of pornography cinematic art, films don't come lower or sicker than this. In the 1970s, "exploitation" was the word of the day and film-makers were ever hard-pressed to find ways to cater to a rapidly jading audience. From the "Zombie"- and "Cannibal"-genres to "Witch hunter"- and "raped nuns"-sub genres, the "Nazi-exploitation"-films were more or less the logic conclusion.
As such we could imagine the dialog between a C-movie producer and his underling in the 1970s, possibly somewhere in an office by the outskirts of Rome:
Underling: "Boss, the sales of Rape-the-nun-films have gone down 40 percent last month." Producer: "Well, then film the butcher of some animals and splice the scenes in between the rape scenes". Underling: "No animals left in the back-lot and the zoo refuses to sell us any more turtles."
Producer thinks for a few moments, taking a deep drag from his hashish-laced cigarette.
Producer: "I've got it! Dress the nun up as a concentration-camp prisoner and put the rapists in some SS-uniforms. Then get filming." Underling: "But you really think our audience will consider SS-prison-guards as bad guys?" Producer (after another moment ofthoughts): "Then film a scene where the protagonists dine on "pot roast of unborn Jew", that should do the trick." Underling: "We still have some footage of incest and coprophilia, shouldn't we use them before the negatives start to fade?" Producer: "Make it so and be quick about it. I want to distribute the film next Friday."
Think of "Schindler's List" being crossbred with "Caligula" by a psychopathic director (indeed, this movie has alternatively and aptly been named "Caligula reborn as Hitler") and you'll get the picture.
In terms of exploitation-films I'd give it 10/10 points – compared to anything else, I'd simply call it dirt.
Oh, by the way, if the answer to the question above is a distinct "no" and still find the strength to push the "play"-button (perhaps being a psychologist or have an interest in anthropology), keep a stack of barf-bags nearby.
Unless you count snuff-films and the hardest, most illegal forms of pornography cinematic art, films don't come lower or sicker than this. In the 1970s, "exploitation" was the word of the day and film-makers were ever hard-pressed to find ways to cater to a rapidly jading audience. From the "Zombie"- and "Cannibal"-genres to "Witch hunter"- and "raped nuns"-sub genres, the "Nazi-exploitation"-films were more or less the logic conclusion.
As such we could imagine the dialog between a C-movie producer and his underling in the 1970s, possibly somewhere in an office by the outskirts of Rome:
Underling: "Boss, the sales of Rape-the-nun-films have gone down 40 percent last month." Producer: "Well, then film the butcher of some animals and splice the scenes in between the rape scenes". Underling: "No animals left in the back-lot and the zoo refuses to sell us any more turtles."
Producer thinks for a few moments, taking a deep drag from his hashish-laced cigarette.
Producer: "I've got it! Dress the nun up as a concentration-camp prisoner and put the rapists in some SS-uniforms. Then get filming." Underling: "But you really think our audience will consider SS-prison-guards as bad guys?" Producer (after another moment ofthoughts): "Then film a scene where the protagonists dine on "pot roast of unborn Jew", that should do the trick." Underling: "We still have some footage of incest and coprophilia, shouldn't we use them before the negatives start to fade?" Producer: "Make it so and be quick about it. I want to distribute the film next Friday."
Think of "Schindler's List" being crossbred with "Caligula" by a psychopathic director (indeed, this movie has alternatively and aptly been named "Caligula reborn as Hitler") and you'll get the picture.
In terms of exploitation-films I'd give it 10/10 points – compared to anything else, I'd simply call it dirt.
Oh, by the way, if the answer to the question above is a distinct "no" and still find the strength to push the "play"-button (perhaps being a psychologist or have an interest in anthropology), keep a stack of barf-bags nearby.