Pesthauch der Menschlichkeit

Marian Dora diles up the bodily fluids, violence and overall quality in what is arguably one of the most morally debatable films from the underground. It's not quite Melancholie der Engel, though, as it lacks the emotional impact of that film. But if you simply are shocked by visual alone then this is the one. It's for the people who had wished the impalement in Cannibal Holocaust was on screen. It's for those who thought there wasn't enough bodily fluids in Debris Documentary. It's for those who wanna learn new ways to slaughter some swine. I think you get the point. Dora does it again without failing.

There is nothing much to say to this movie, because there is very little substance to it at all.

The movie barely has 20 sentences of dialog and even these few sentences lack any form of sense or context.

After about 70 percent of the movie is over the depraved and violent scenes start which is just the abuse of the only women in the movie. These scenes could just as easy belong to a fetish porn site and involve a lot of different body fluids and waste.

Other than that there is nothing interesting or unique about this movie.

While I can't say I'm a fan of Marian Dora, I will admit I have enjoyed atleast a couple of his movies. But in saying that if you seen one of his movies you basically get what his whole schtick is. Lots of real animal violence, real bodily fluids, ultra violence, beautiful photographic style all which basically encompasses the uniquely dark movies that only Dora can make. Like I said before I've only enjoyed a couple of his films before this one Melancholie der Engel and Carcinoma. Every other movie I've seen just doesn't do it for me. To me watching his movies are more of an endurance test than actually fun. And maybe that's the appeal to some because I can tell you every time I watch one of his movies I get nervous about what I'm about to watch, which is a talent that this film maker has the ability to give the viewer. But the problem with this film like so many of his other films is that as effed up as this film is it's also extremely boring! And while the film was messed up I also found myself not caring about most of the violence going on until the last 10 mins. The scene with the pig was way too much for me. But as for the rest I felt like the violence displayed on the actors was some of the phoniest looking scenes Dora has filmed. Again this movie is effed up! But it just didn't shock me like his other movies. And for a movie that was barely an hour it felt like an eternity till it ended. But like I said before that last 10 mins are really messed up and kinda being this whole movie together. Unique film as always but I thought after Carcinoma Dora was gonna start changing his style a bit and make more engaging, cerebral horrors. But atlas this is more of the same old thing. If your a fan of his work I'm sure this'll be worth watching for you. As for me watching this once was enough.

Marian Dora has got to be the most controversial director out there. This film along with the Desires of Maria D. Delivers on the depravity, mutilations, degradation you can handle. These films are shot similar to Voyage to Agtis. The beginnings are a little slow with some weird crap sprinkled throughout and towards the three quarter mark, it all goes to hell and poo and whatever body fluids were called for. I often wonder where he gets these actors, because man he asks a lot of them.

Quite a hodgepodge we have here, fellas.

I mean there is absolutely no context, no storyline and as far as I can tell, no purpose.

But, a surprisingly good cinematic style. I mean, really well captured shots and interesting camera work. What we capture is of course deeply unpleasant, often unpredictable and downright absurd.

I feel like mentioning that there is one particular scene involving a hand puppet that had me howling with laughter.

They did opt for brevity in keeping this film at around 80 minutes and I do feel that was a good choice. There's only so much of this content you can put upwith as you peak over your covered mouth and furrowed brow.