Man, that is hot. I don't care what they're really doing. The 'net is full of every possible sexual combination and you could glut your soul on hot lesbo action made to order but that shit just leaves me whole. Yet all I have to do is go to this movie and boiiiing!
It "leaves you whole"? I don't know quite how to take that.This movie is strangely hot, though, it's true, even though I still can't make heads or tails of it.
"Leave me whole"? Where the hell did that come from? I meant to say "leaves me cold." Boy, the mind is scary sometimes. I think what Bergman understood that a lot of filmmakers attempting erotica fail to is the air between two people and that electricity and how it's not all sky rockets in flight, sometimes it's like a punch in the gut and it leaves the both of you breathless and the drawing closeness is an almost negative that turns at the last moment into a wonderful positive.
It's a very sensual film, the way the two leads interact, morph into each other, drink the other's blood (from Bibi's arm). I also think it's incredibly beautiful, whatever it may be saying, it says it with the right feelings and intuitions. And that dischordant imagery opening, which is up in its entirety at the CS Screening Room, really reminds me of the last section of Kubrick's 2001 which would come a year later. The rising crescendo of the music, the boy in the white, sterile surroundings and then in the end, just like 2001's Dave, he reaches forward from his bed, but instead of a monolith it's a face, two actually, as they morph back and forth into each other.
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