6/10
One Man's Masturbatory Delusion: An Indecipherable Psychedelic Giallo. Constructed Like Lynch, Shot Like Greenaway.
18 October 2017
Warning: Spoilers
This film is seriously exhausting to try and follow.

It is one helluva gory psychedelic mess.

I wasn't sure it was going to come around...and I'm not sure it ever really did.

Without providing myself a little context going into this...I would have been completely and utterly lost, as to read any meaning into it whatsoever.

It seems, a man named Dan Kristensen (Klaus Tange), has returned home to find his wife- Edwige- missing.

He starts to wander around his apartment complex, seeking help from the other residents...but they aren't of much assistance.

The residents he does happen to meet...seem to tell him their own stories...taking him on a journey through their nightmarish blood-soaked, psychedelic, fantasies.

Though, perhaps, these stories are meant to reveal something about his own, hidden, nature.

Or...is there just someone in the walls? Either way, he wakes up next to his wife's decapitated head, and thinks a man with a beard is out to kill him.

A police officer is assigned to the case, but Dan continues on with his own investigation anyways.

The man behind the wall eventually reveals himself to Dan- providing SOME sort of context for a narrative to develop: His wife was part of some game, that caused her to push the limits of her body, in an attempt to discover what was inside, but she only found "Laura". Knowing this secret tormented his wife, so she tried to escape, but was caught..."Where Laura found a new way... Where Laura keeps her secrets...".

As you can see, sh*t remains pretty cryptic.

There was an earlier point- where Dan was reading a diary that hints at the idea, that Edwige(?) had "discovered someone inside of her", that was, "trying to take control". But it's always noted in the male context.

After the man in the wall seems to have been murdered. Dan decides to break through...to see what lies on the other side.

This seems to be a journey into his own mind- during which he finally meets Laura- as he witnesses her death.

Or is she even dead? Because he soon discovers her again, and this time...the cop shoots her dead.

Now, it seems...Laura was the killer, travelling through the walls, discovered by his wife...who succumbed to her, for knowing her secret...that being, that she is also the old lady from apartment number 7.

Turns out she killed her husband- and anyone else who knew the secret of her true identity- so that she could have the man of her dreams (Dan) to herself.

But then Dan sends her off.

And sh*t is still happening.

The diary is empty. And so is the photo album- filled with stock photos.

In the end, it all seems that this was one man's bizarre, masturbatory, fantasy- possibly originating from him having witnessed his sister- Laura- have her first period, as a child.

So f*cking weird.

Beautifully shot though.

This is constructed like Lynch, and shot like Greenaway.

And it is one helluva trip.

Great film to watch on acid, for sure.

6 out of 10.
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