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The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;

This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

This was the movie Makavejev made after his previous, WR:Mysteries of the Organism, got him exiled from his home country.I'm surprised this one didn't get him exiled to the moon.It is truly one of the most bizarre movies you will ever see, an orgiastic feast of sugar, blood, urine, faeces, vomit.It's a creative explosion, and ranks up there with Salo in terms of revolting content - in actual fact, it tops Salo. At least they didn't really drink urine.The story has two narratives: a beauty queen voted "best hymen" is urinated upon by a billionaire with a golden penis. A humungous black man takes her to his house inside a giant milk bottle and packs her up in a suitcase and sends her to Paris. There she has sex with a Latin singer and their genitals lock together. Somehow she ends up at a commune where men and women eat and spit food into each other's mouths, drink each other's urine and defecate onto silver dishes. The beauty queen is breast fed; indeed it seems that the purpose of the commune is to help people revert to childhood; one man is naked and has food rubbed all over his body while he urinates to the applause of his audience.The beauty queen ends up acting in an ad for chocolate sauce where she is covered, completely naked, in the stuff, writhing around as though masturbating.And I haven't even gotten to the other part of the story yet: a woman piloting a boat with Karl Marx's image on the front filled with sugary treats, luring men and boys to their death inside. At one point, in what may be the movie's most controversial scene, boys no older than twelve sit stationary while she dances almost naked, grinding her genitals on one boy's forehead.I may have little idea what all this means, but I've certainly never forgotten it, or failed to be enraptured by it.

Staring at those three d1cks and a vag1na or two, the most of audience missed the movie. Yes, there's plenty of subtle, there are many ways to take this trip, there's an insane amount of beautiful cinematography. This movie is sweet, rotting sweet, sh1t, blood, sugar, sperm, milk, and flesh mixed in the sweet sweet flavor of life-death. The most organic, yet a masterpiece of art. This movie is simply true. And when "paperyatka" starts playing and "let's think of these things always and speak of them never" pops up, i see Makavejev more precise than Jodorowsky or Buñuel in their cuts through real, and there is a lot of background here to be understood or misunderstood, and it's a couple of steps away from those d1cks. How do you see that Lenin pipe? Isn't that beauty contest just a regular one, exaggerated to outline the clear? Your eyes really didn't water? Then we didn't see the same movie, the one I've seen was beautiful.

Even though I don't agree with some Makavejev's opinions and conclusions, I, still, believe that people might need to know the following basic ideas of this movie. Sugar is sweet. But it is harsh and deadly for human body and mind.Chocolate is very sweet, tasty, delicious. But it is deadly for human mind.Makavejev's prediction of the end of cult of sugar 15 years before it happened is very impressive.But what about the chocolate cult?You have been eating chocolate all your life. And you are sure you are OK. But are you really thinking you are ALIVE?

I'm not the ideal audience for this, and you are likely not as well. It is a collage of images where each image in the small has universal connection, but the two great narrative strokes are situated in the time and place. You'll have to not only be aware of the great European repressive disasters of the 20th century, but be personally damaged by them as well.Those two threads are entertaining to report at least. A Russian woman — with an invisible crew — moves a large boat down the Danube, she aloft at the bow as conquering Viking, a huge face of Lenin on the front. It is filled with candy and as she floats downriver Huck Finn- wise, she seduces and kills men and boys, adding the bodies to the cargo. This includes two indelible scenes. One is her seducing the candy-hypnotized boys. A second is wonderfully cinematic. She picks up a revolutionary deserter. In the boat is a deep hold of granular sugar, in which she likely buries her victims. She and the man make love in that sugar, sometimes completely burying them. She controls him completely, then he gets stabbed laughing, sated.The other story has Canada's entry winning the contest for most beautifully formed hymen, winning marriage to the demented son of the world's richest woman. Her adventures are a sort of sexual perils of Pauline, with completely unusual situations. This includes getting publicly stuck in coitus with a movie star and being placed on a table in an active restaurant kitchen a la "Cook Thief, Lover."At the end our virgin has a scene much like the sugar orgasm, but in her case she is nude, drenched in chocolate and drowns in orgasm.Both of these women, communism and capitalism encapsulated in sexual bodies, end up in the same surreal asylum where we are exposed to one of the most negative surveys of societal bonding I have seen. This is the disgusting section you likely have heard about with the group celebrating rituals that seem depraved but that fit well within the political threads we have previously seen. These include historical footage about Nazis that are similar in tone.Its close to the ideal that Greenaway espouses: pure image with no "story;" narrative made in the mind, the way vision is made in radio plays. And there is real effectiveness and some beauty in these lives, sugar in their deaths.And at the very, very end, the children are reborn.Ted's Evaluation -- 3 of 3: Worth watching.