Eating and sex, the most basic human desires, are greatly amplified in this film. The implication seems to be that the wealthy and petty bourgeoisie life style makes people sink, and finally these elites are forced to return to human nature, and are forced to use their lives as a tribute to food and lust.
There aren't too many absurd plots in the film. Quite simply, four men are making and tasting the most delicious meal, forcing themselves to keep eating. To be honest, I haven't seen so much food in a movie. Any one of these dishes will make you drool when you put them in front of you, but watching them constantly boast and savor the delicacies leaves the audience uninterested.
The film's soundtrack and costumes are excellent, and the constant tongo music complements the food and lustful provocations perfectly. The clothes of several people have their own characteristics, which makes people feel that whether it is the uniform of the dashing pilot, the elegant Arab robe, or the casual clothes, the body and soul under these clothes are the same gluttony, greed and despair. The story all takes place in a villa that has not been inhabited for a long time, and the location is also very interesting: a deserted mansion in the busy city of Paris, the noisy city life is close at hand, but in the middle of the seemingly peaceful place is staged four The absurd drama of successful people. There is a big tree in the garden of the villa. It seems that a certain poet once recited poetry here, and of course it is also a hint. The interior decoration and layout of the villa are dim, and they are as luxurious and corrupt as the French aristocratic life in those days. And that super kitchen, and the super cold storage in the kitchen. In the cold storage, a dead partner sat upright and continued to appreciate the unfinished suicide process of food in the kitchen through the glass.
At the beginning of the film, there is also a strange Chinese messenger visiting, I don't know what it means.
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