115 min cut
i don’t think i’ve ever seen a film borrow so much yet still feel like it’s own beast
it’s jodorowsky’s drugs, argento’s violence, zulawski’s physicality, grandrieux’s bodies, and pasolini’s sex all thrown into one acid induced melting pot
this pulls at the fucking skin of its audience and should absolutely be considered a major work moving forward
a visual playlist of hell
Reynolds is the perfect character for Day-Lewis to bid farewell through. He’s a man whose lifelong passion serves as both sustinence and poison. His fascination in and love for fabric constantly undercut by its necessity for flesh. A man who dresses to disguise, to perform, to exist. When that is taken away - what is there but the heart wrenching and cruel come down? Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.