La Vénus en fourrure

If you've come across this is it's probably because you may have heard the term Venus in Furs somewhere and wanted to figure out what it's all about. First off, this version is not the one most people think of. That would be the one starring Klaus Kinski and not at all related. This is not that one but an Italian made film made in the late 60s and subsequently banned for explicit sexual content. Eventually released in the 70s However, this film, as it turns out, is an excellent, sexual fantasy, psychological thriller of sorts. I think we might call it an erotic thriller or drama.

In the beginning the two characters agree to explore certain sexual fetishes in their marriage. Eventually things start to spiral out of control in their role playing. Things get really ugly and violent both in the real world and fantasy world (which is shown in vivid detail). By the end of the film all the wheels have come flying off the bus and its more or less meyham all around. The ending is a surprise, which I would not give away. The ending is what makes the film great.

All told it is a very good film and one I'm sure you will remember for a long time. A real hidden gem.

There are a few somewhat disturbing parts. One relating to two horses, it's just hard to watch. Another is a fantasy scene which depicts a rape. So be warned. I do not reccomend for anyone who is a victim of sexual assault.

This potentially interesting film falls flat mainly due to a VERY leisurely pace that sucks the life out of the movie. Instead, we are left with a somewhat kinky, rarely entertaining movie that probably could have been much better with a few adjustments. This film may prove to be of some interest to those who have seen other films named "Venus In Furs", and it is a pleasant distraction for fans of the gorgeous Laura Antonelli, but it would prove to be of little interest to anyone else.

This movie combined the overrated novel of Leopold Sacher-Von Masoch (who gave us the word 'masochism'), the talent of underrated Italian director Massimo Dallamano, and the physical charms of European sex diva Laura Antonelli. It has often been confused with the identically titled Jesus Franco movie released about the same time. It is not quite as good as Franco's surreal masterpiece or Dallamano's own follow-up "What Have You Done to Solange?" (which was easily better than ANY Franco movie). Still it is certainly not a waste of time and it does adhere pretty faithfully, perhaps too faithfully, to the banal source novel.

The movie tells the story of a jaded cad who meets a beautiful young woman (Antonelli) and falls in love in love with her after spying on her showering, masturbating, and having sex with strange men. The problem is that she also reminds him of a maid who relentlessly teased him as a adolescent by having sex with the butler while he watched. The woman falls in love with him, but her love quickly sours into contempt when he insists that she beat him and openly cheat on him with various men. This is one of those movies like Godard's "Contempt" or Polanski's "Bitter Moon" where you want to jump onto the screen and slap the protagonist for scorning the adulation of the kind of beautiful woman who most mortal men will never enjoy (but then this guy would probably like that).

Antonelli would go on to be one of Italy's biggest female stars after she went from taking all her clothes off in movies like this to taking all her clothes off in more arty, big-budget fare. This movie is fairly unpretentious at least. Antonelli has her hair dyed blonde and is nearly unrecognizable (at least, until she gets undressed for the first time), but her performance, though regrettably badly dubbed into English, is quite passable. Dallamano also delivers a lot of the superior visual style he would demonstrate in later films like "Solange?". Fans of "Eurotica" who want to venture beyond established auteurs like Franco, Jean Rollins, Walerian Borowzyx, and Jose Larraz would be well advised to check this one out.

I hear that this version of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch's isn't faithful to the original story. Having not read the book (yet!) I can't say if that's true or not, but as a film in its own right; this version of Venus in Furs really is something special. Massimo Dallamano is best known to cult film fans for his incredible Giallo What Have They Done to Solange, as well as the less successful follow-up What Have They Done to Our Daughters, although this is a film that is a success for very different reasons. The plot focuses on a nobleman named Severin. He believes that a man is the sum of his childhood traumas; and his childhood, which involved punishments for voyeurism, has lead to him exhibiting some perverted desires. He meets the beautiful Wanda and wants their relationship to exist on a plain where he is dominated by his lover. He begins to ferry her around as her chauffeur and enjoys watching her have sex with other men...but as their relationship continues, he begins to question his own motivations.

Venus in Furs is an incredibly beautiful film. The cinematography is scintillating and this really helps to bring on the story. Lead actress Laura Antonelli is beautiful also and the director uses her and her character well. Régis Vallée is the main standout on the acting front with his understated, yet believable performance as the central perverted character. It's clear that the film relies on atmosphere more than story and the character's decisions are what drive the plot forward more than anything else. The film could easily have been turned into a low rent skin flick in the hands of a less talented director; but Dallamano clearly values his subject material and treats it in a respectful manner. The film does manage to justify the lead character's motivations and while masochism may be an alien concept to some people; the film should be fairly easy to get on with even for someone with no prior knowledge of it. However, this is not a film for everyone and if you like your films plot heavy then Venus in Furs will do nothing for you; but for me, this is a beautiful and memorable film and tracking down a copy is well worth the effort.

If the sight of a big floppy horse's dobber dribbling spunk isn't enough to convince you that by this point Italian cinema had discarded restraint and headed off for 'pushing boundaries' territory, then I don't know what will. Except maybe the other bits of this film that don't involve horse porn.

Severin is some sort of messed up guy who can't get over the time he was spying on a maid doing the nasty with some guy, getting caught, getting slapped around, and then being held between the maid's boobs (I'm not sure if that part was strictly legal in 2017). Now an all grown up messed up pervert, he finds himself spying on attractive model Wanda, who likes to dress up in furs and do a bit of invisible banjo playing - and she knows Severin is watching!

Eventually these two hook up and Severin wants Wanda to sleep with other guys in front of him and beat him up and all sorts of crap and at first Wanda seems to think this is the ultimate freedom until she starts getting second thoughts (right about the time Severin gives her a letter that would serve as an alibi should Severin end up dead during their crazy sex games!).

But is she really fed up or is her rage and beatings part of some elaborate game? And what about the lesbian house maids? Or the bizarre fantasies of Severin. Or the last ten minutes? No really? What was that all about? Was it her or some other chick?

If you like boobs, pubes, short-changed dudes and lesbian interludes you'll like this one I guess. I can't believe I actually paid money for this! Or an HMV voucher - something like that.