Vile subject, fascinating treatment.
Franju shoots the day-to-day workings of a slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Paris with an unflinching lens. The result is surrealism by default, a black and white study of sanctioned animal murder.
Though the environment is bloody and reminded me of German death camps, the workers go about their business with matter-of-fact professionalism. It was almost comical to see so many workers plying their trade with cigarettes hanging from their mouths
It is a simple, powerful document that is not overstated. Its truth is its virtue.
Franju shoots the day-to-day workings of a slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Paris with an unflinching lens. The result is surrealism by default, a black and white study of sanctioned animal murder.
Though the environment is bloody and reminded me of German death camps, the workers go about their business with matter-of-fact professionalism. It was almost comical to see so many workers plying their trade with cigarettes hanging from their mouths
It is a simple, powerful document that is not overstated. Its truth is its virtue.