It's been a long time since I watched this movie, and I've seen it more than once. I tried to write my opinion when I was able to understand it more, but ultimately failed. In fact, even now, I still don't know anything about it. Interpreting a film is inherently superfluous, because we can never grasp what a person really wants to say, even if she tells us a lot. I'm ambivalent, but that doesn't prevent me from entertaining myself in a realm of total self. I just hope that I offend the filmmakers and the wider audience as little as possible - if I can. When I'm not sure about something, I try to use vague terms. The truth is that there is often too much of what we cannot be sure of. The original title of the movie was "The Politics of Prostitutes", later changed to "Anatomy of Hell". Perhaps to avoid the misguided feminism. Maybe we can say there is something feminist in this movie, but feminism is different from feminism after all. Some people say that feminism must include feminist content, and give an example that a feminist will not deny women's political rights and the right to education. This is too absolute. Feminism is a gender issue, feminism is a social issue: these are almost two completely different concepts. "The Politics of Prostitutes" has an obvious tendency to socialize - in order to avoid more unnecessary offense, it seems wise for the director to change the film's title to "Anatomy of Hell". The woman's body has always been regarded as hell, and since the Garden of Eden, it has become a taboo in the collective unconscious of men. The dissection of the woman's body is nothing more than to lift this taboo and enable man and woman to achieve some desired humanitarian reconciliation. Hope I didn't mean to rape Catherine Brea. But the offense was inevitable, because I thought this reconciliation was hopeless - of course, I didn't mean to deny every effort she made for it, on the contrary I was so true and profoundly revealing the philosophy of the female body Meaningful woman admiration. It has always been a matter of time before a woman's body became a taboo object for a man. Men never really and broadly understand women in the process. So they choose a lot of wrong things about how they view women: sexual abuse (sexual violence), sexual taboos (celibacy), homosexuality (anal sex). The first shot of the film starts with a guy giving another guy oral sex - they even give up the pleasure of the lower body! When woman mutilates herself in bathroom, man bursts in: why are you doing this? The woman said: Because I am a woman! The man said: I don't understand. Yes, he could not understand, how could he understand his enemy? ! It should be noted that the men and women in the film are just two different gender symbols: one for men and one for women. There are only two kinds of people in the world. He didn't understand her self-harm. She doesn't seem to need his understanding either, she's used to this kind of loneliness. She firmly believed that when he turned back to the bathroom, he wanted her to lick his private parts. But he's not, he's not like them (the other guys in the bar), so he's the hero of the film. But he was a man, and he knew how to use man's violence: he hit her. She sucked for him - she started using her body's weapon. She asked him to spend four nights with her, and she made it a deal - she paid him. She shows her bestiality first, and the form of the transaction obscures the possibility of moral existence Sex, women and men engage in a dialogue that is stripped of reality - they have no way of knowing the outcome of the dialogue because the future is unknowable. War and peace, we never know exactly when they will come. first night.When the woman lays down on the bed in a beautiful posture, the man fights violently with words: "The weak body of a woman only disgusts me and makes me feel boring." "Maybe I should shave my pubic hair?" The woman said. "Even if you shave your pubic hair, it doesn't hide your obscene nature. Instead, the skin is lumpy, like a chick whose neck has been plucked bald. It is the root of all evil, the source of sexual crimes, seducing men who don't like women, and those who like you and hate you." This is how men understand women. So the woman said: "The night is passing by, and you don't know anything about this woman." The woman's body is full of temptation. This is a well-known thing. When temptation and risk coexist, it is the hardest to choose. The man drinks. "Do you know why people always drink when they get together?" the man said, "because they have nothing to say... When you contribute your rotting flesh, when your flesh is fully open to me, I lack words and thoughts... …I need wine…I need to forget this allure, this loneliness.” But wine makes us talk more, and it makes us crave sex more. He shouldn't believe his horrible logic. Although he still insisted on his disgust: "I promise not to be born with you, and to be completely different from you," he said to the fluid flowing from the woman's vagina. In his eyes, women are the disease of men, and they are still a lie: "The elasticity of men's anus is the real resistance, including their solid lower parts. And women are weak - it is a terrible lie, a trap. Changing In the face of reality, the terror of nothingness is inviolable..." Maybe the mentality of men's homosexuality (anal sex) is just a betrayal of lies? He pulled away and came to the beach. The sea water surged from the depths, seemingly weak, but hidden murderous intentions, terrifying fear. Voiceover: The ocean, its misleading male portrait, roars like a bitch in this endless darkness, it can engulf you and make you disappear forever. I felt myself caught in a trap, bewildered by the source of this sin, haunted by the tender moan of supplication. Men seem destined to be unable to resist the temptation of women. And so, the man's way began to turn into a joke: he went back to the woman's bedroom, and he put lipstick around the woman's vagina. Red represents passion. beautiful colors. He made love to her while she was sleeping. - Is he cowardly? maybe. He cried after that, for his cowardice. After all, she could not resist the temptation of a woman's body. Didn't she say long ago that no body part is superfluous. What exists is reasonable, including the temptation of a woman's bodily organs. This is the fate of mankind. Second night. He actually mischievously inserted a triangular fork into a woman's vagina! Is he taking revenge? But the woman's calm expression stifled his possible achievements: she was a perfect sculpture! This is the gesture of a winner. A woman's heart is like a sea that accommodates all malicious slander and even violent attacks. Tolerance makes eternal beauty! Third night. He drank her menstrual blood. "All men are afraid of the blood, these men call it impure," she put the cotton ball soaked with menstrual blood into the cup, the water in the cup gradually turned red blood, "I, on the contrary... Shouldn't we drink the blood of the enemy? Isn't that a gift from the woman to the man?" The woman handed the cup to the man, and the man drank the woman's menstrual blood. The man and the woman reached a temporary settlement. Because this reconciliation cannot be universal and eternal. As the woman said: "Men feel noble and strong. They are not like us. In fact, they don't know who we are. They are afraid of us like children are afraid of the dark." Women's menstrual blood has become a common taboo, and men have Its attitude is so universally determined even unconsciously. We naturally think that the blood is unclean - that everything is the source of fear. "The reason why the blood of childbirth is not so terrifying as menstrual blood is because of the painful and touching qualities of motherhood," Georges Bataille said in his "The History of Pornography." "Our anxiety is clear. show that there is no profound difference between successive stages of man, from the poorest societies to the complex ones, in that man has escaped his natural condition by disgust, and that the strongest disgust has not lost its ancient character." (George Bataille, A History of Erotica, 50 pages, Commercial Press, 1st edition, March 2003) Fourth Night.They have sex like crazy. His cock was stained with her menstrual blood. "It's beautiful, it looks like you're bleeding," the woman said. Men have fear: it seems to come from a woman's curse. But they came to the greatest degree of reconciliation after all: "Men cannot create life, they can only take it, but a man can take it... He gives death and he gives eternal life." So, I should amend my opinion of Catherine Brea's view of trying to reach a humane gender reconciliation: This is at least our hope - a good, great, but hard hope. In a bar, a man drinks with his friends. Friends advised him: "Don't think about it, she's a bitch, a whore. Just like any other whore." "Yes, but she's the king of whores," the man said. "I don't even know her name...I know her, we're close, but I don't know what her name is..." Yes, he didn't need to know her name. Neither do we need to. We only know that she is called a woman and he is called a man. This is enough. enough. The woman finally returns to the sea. How did she die? It doesn't matter either. The important thing is that she becomes herself. She is the sea. weak. strong. beauty. Broad.
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