Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom (1975) - full transcript
Nazi-Fascist Northern Italy, 1943-44. Four senior members of government, aided by henchmen and Nazi soldiers, kidnap a group of young men and women. They hold them for 120 days, subjecting them to all manner of torture, perversion and degradation.
SALO, or THE 120 DAYS OF SODOM
Masters
Storytellers
Male victims
Female victims
Daughters
Militia
Collaborators
Servants
Written and directed by
Northern ltaly, during the
Nazi-Fascist occupation
ANTE INFERNO
Your Excellency
President
Your Grace
AII things are good when
taken to excess
Come on, let's go
Where are you going?
Claudio! Your scarf, my son!
Sorry, we're obeying orders
Marrying each others' daughters will
seal our destinies for ever
President, take as your IawfuI spouse
His ExceIIency's daughter, Tatiana
President, I wiII marry
your daughter, Susy
Your Excellency and my brother the
Bishop will marry my daughters
The preparations for our
undertaking are completed
In puberty's ambush, maidens bloom,
all unaware of impending doom
They listen to the radio, drink tea,
unaware they will lose their liberty
Bourgeois recoil not from slaughter
though victim be son and daughter
- What's this one's name?
- Claudio Cicchetti
- What is your name?
- Franco
I knew you'd consider him
A girI heIped us catch him
The fooI thought he was in for
romance, and ended up in a sack
- What is your name?
- Sergio
Shouldn't we inspect them?
Trousers down, shirts up
That will do
Lamberto Gobbi
Carlo Porro
Umberto Chessari... just Iook
at him, gentIemen
I waited two whoIe weeks
to ambush him
...and this is Ferruccio Tonna,
from Castelfranco
From a subversive famiIy
The one with the curly hair,
Tonino Orlando
I know him
I've waited two Iong years for him
Your Excellency, please help me
His father was a senior judge,
Iike myseIf
A southerner, aren't you?
Don't expect me to deflower you.
In time we will decide..
...who will do you that
delightful honour
That's right, Tonino
Eva, come along
Try to behave yourseIf
Come, no one will harm you
Show these nice gentlemen
all your hidden charms
What a beauty
A delicious bum, solid yet bouncy
Tits to revive a dying crippIe
Bring us another one
Signora Castelli, your turn.
The gentlemen are waiting
Please let me go home
Albertina's father is a professor
in Bologna
To slip her out of the convent school
we had to convince two nuns
You'II prefer us to the sisters,
won't you?
I don't know yet, sir
Very well, undress her
Just a moment
We didn't notice her blemish.
She's a pretty virgin, too
Don't you disgrace me,
I know your IittIe tricks
We waited untiI she came out
with her mother...
...pushed the mother into the river,
where the damned fooI drowned...
...right before this angeI's eyes
There were nine boys, now only eight
Anyone know the difference between
"8", "no-no", and the family?
What's the difference?
"8" is twice four,
"no- no" is twice not for
- What about the family?
- They're fine, thank you
Everything is prepared
according to your wishes
You herded, feeble creatures,
destined for our pleasure
Don't expect to find here the freedom
granted in the outside worId
You are beyond reach of
any "IegaIity"
No one knows you are here
As far as the world goes,
you are already dead
These are the Iaws which wiII
govern your Iives
"At six p.m., the company will
assemble in the "Hall of Orgies"...
"... where our Storytellers...
"...will tell us stories, each with
a particular theme
"Our friends have the right
to interrupt at any moment
"The purpose of the stories is to
inflame lust; all will be permitted
"After dinner, the gentlemen will
conduct the so-called orgies
"The Great Hall will be
adequately heated
"Participants, appropriatedly
dressed...
"...will lie on the floor
like animals...
"...they will intermingle...
"...copulate indescriminately,
incestuously and sodomistically
"That will be the daily procedure"
No servants here!
"Any man caught in flagrante delicto
with a woman...
"...will be punished by
the loss of a limb
"The slightest religious act by
anyone will be punished...
"...by death"
CIRCLE OF MANIAS
I was born at a girIs' boarding
schooI, where my mother was a servant
One day, my sister asked if
I knew Professor GentiIe
"Well, look outside, he's waiting
for you...
"...to show you something
he's shown me"
She said: "Don't run away
"He'II give you some money"
I ran out to meet him.
I couIdn't beIieve it
- "Where are you going?"
- "To put away the chairs, Professor"
"Your sister will do that. I'll show
you something you've never seen"
I foIIowed him into a room
He took his huge penis from out of
his trousers and began to masturbate
"Have you ever seen the Iike?
"I've shown your sister and
girIs of your age
"Give me a hand. Provoke the semen
from which we're all created
"I'II make it spurt on your face
"This is my sole passion, my child...
"...and you are about to see it"
At that very moment...
...I was immersed in a white jet,
drenching me from head to toe
You mustn't omit any detaiI...
...otherwise your stories will not
arouse us sufficiently
I know I was urged to give
every detaiI...
...every particular,
even the slightest...
...that may illuminate the
human passion
I've not overIooked anything
You haven't given us details about
the size of the Professor's penis...
...or the nature, the consistency
of his emisssion
Did you fondle his genitals,
did he oblige you to do so?
Dear Signora Vaccari, more clarity
From now on I shaII conceaI nothing.
May I continue?
Time the staff of my old age
had some fun
Shortly after my seventh birthday...
...I took a girI friend to see
the Professor
One of his colleagues was with him.
They drew me inside
Looking at me, one said to the other:
"Goffredo, didn't I teII you
she was a IittIe beauty?"
"She is a rare IittIe jeweI",
repIied Goffredo
Then he took me onto his Iap
and gave me a kiss
- "How old are you?"
- "Seven, Professor"
"You are fifty years younger than me"
Then he gave me another kiss
Meanwhile, the other prepared
some kind of strange syrup
They made me drink it, saying:
"It wiII make you pee"
"AII we want of you, dear chiId,
is that you urinate
"And that you do that with me,
alone together"
I want this miserabIe boy
punished severeIy
We are at your service
He had the insolence to
pull away from me
You can choose one of ours
No, thank you
It wouId take too much to
satisfy me now
A moment ago, only the slightest
effort would suffice, but now...
You know to what we're driven
by frustrated desire
AII I ask of you...
...is exemplary punishment
for this bastard
My Lord, I feeI ready to satisfy you
I need no instruction
No, Iet me be
There are a thousand occasions when
one does not desire a woman's anus
I'II wait. Let Signora Vaccari
continue her story
Everything was so arranged that he
swallowed every drop of my piss
At that moment his penis,
overcome by victory...
...cried tears of blood over me
Then, passion consumed, the Professor
seemed to realize...
...his idoI no Ionger inspired
such reIigious fervour
Without ado, he put ten Iire in my
apron pocket and pushed me out
The boy's hopeless at masturbation,
he needs a lesson
You'd think he'd never seen
a man's tooI
Well, friends...
...Signora Vaccari will turn them
into first-class whores
Nothing is more contagious than eviI
You are mistaken, Your Excellency
Some can do eviI onIy when
passion drives them to it
They are always unhappy, regretting
the evils of the previous night
Umberto, Franco... what do you say?
Handsome
Efisio, it's my turn
On the Perati bridge
A black flag flies
The mourning of the Julian regiment
that goes to war
The best young men lie
under the earth
The gentleman are not satisfied
with you
The first thing you must Iearn
is how to hoId it
Go on
Up and down
Squeeze it harder...
...and stroke beneath with
the other hand
Slut! See how it's done
There were nine girls, now only eight
Here's a number eight story
It's about a man who had a friend
named Six-times-eight
Going home in the blackout one night
they lost each other
Our man tried to find his friend,
Iooking everywhere
At Iast he thought he saw something
in the darkness
He was overjoyed, thinking he had
found his friend
- He cried: "Six-times-eight!"
- "Forty-eight", came the repIy
Music! Signora Vaccari will tell us
another story...
...to stimulate us for
another skirmish
I was nine when my sister took me to
MiIan to meet Signora CaIzetti
She examined me and asked if I
wanted to work for her
I said I wouId, if the pay was good
My first client, a stout man named
Vaccari, looked me over carefully
At once I showed him my pussy,
which I thought was very speciaI
He covered his eyes:
"Out of the question
"I'm not interested in your vagina,
cover it up"
He covered me up, making me Iie down
He said: "AII these IittIe whores
know is to fIaunt their vaginas
"Now I'II have to recover from
that disgusting sight"
He wrapped me in a sheet,
Iike a mummy...
...Ieaving onIy my behind uncovered
He caressed it gently, opened
and closed the cheeks...
...began to suck it greedlily
Then he carefully...
...put his member between my buttocks,
his movements became frenzied
"Such an adorable behind, the sweet
little anus. Now I'll anoint it"
He said that three or four times
I never saw him again
Your first client...
...had an idea of women that
most of us do not share
Homage to the rear temple...
...is more fervent than the other
I put this question to the company
How can we determine the true
inclination of a boy or girl?
Their best part, in other words
I beIieve by masturbation of the
requisite body areas
Let's take the youngsters about whom
we have doubts...
...and take them aside to verify
Observing, with equaI passion
and apathy, Guido and Vaccari...
...masturbating the two bodies
which belong to us...
...inspires a number of interesting
reflections
Would you care to elaborate,
dear Duke?
We Fascists are the only true
anarchists
Naturally...
...once we've become masters of the
state, true anarchy is that of power
However, Iook at their
obscene gestures...
...Iike deaf-mute Ianguage...
...with a code none of us can break,
no matter how great our power
There is nothing to be done
We must restrict our impulses
to a single gesture
He came. Now he is a man
Little Sergio, we're proud of you
- She's a woman now
- Our first couple has been formed
Sergio, you've proved you're a man
She is your prize
Come forward
Appreciate the goodwill of
these gentlemen...
...who allow you to enjoy such
a great privilege...
...we will solemnize your marriage
What a fine thing
What a whore
Get out, you sluts!
Let us resume the ceremony
Will you, Sergio...
...take Renata for your wife?
I pronounce you man and wife
Clear off, all of you!
lf you salute him,
then you are bound
lf you are for him,
if you are sound
Then you must join up,
honour bound
Lustily! Aren't you newlyweds?
Give rein to your feelings
Get busy, idiot
No! That flower is reserved for us
The principle of all greatness
on earth...
...has Iong been bathed in bIood
My friends, if memory does not
betray me:
"Without bloodshed, there is
no forgiveness
"No forgiveness without bloodshed".
Baudelaire
Excellency, the expression is not
to be found in Baudelaire...
...but in Nietzsche's
The Genealogy of Morals
It is neither from Baudelaire
nor Nietzsche...
...nor in Saint Paul?s
Epistle to the Romans
It's Dada
Sing me that sweet melody
l loved so much, that goes da-da
Delicious creature, do you want
my dirty underpants?
My old underpants. What incomparable
refinement
You see how sensitive I am
to the value of things
Little angel, my greatest desire is
to grant your wish
You know I respect aII tastes
and whims
However baroque, all deserve
to be respected
Because we're not their masters,
even the most bizarre manias...
...derive from a basic principle
of refinement
Yes, old buggers, it's a question
of delicacy
One day Madam sent me to
another Iibertine
He took me to a room with
a splendid Chinese carpet
After making me undress, he ordered
me on all fours, like an animal
Having stroked my head two or
three times...
...he said: "I want to see if you're
as quick as my dogs"
He threw two chestnuts across
the room...
...saying: "Good bitch, fetch!"
I thought it best to go aIong
with the game
You have two beautifuI eyes...
then Iook
Piss
"Filthy muck, putrid bitch",
he shouted, approaching me
Then he ejaculated over my back
Then he Ieft
I dressed...
...and discovered 25,000 Iire
in my coat
Eat!
Your Excellency, are you convinced?
It is when I see others degraded
that I rejoice...
...knowing it is better to be me
than the scum of "the people"
Whenever men are equal, without that
difference, happiness cannot exist
So you wouldn't aid the humble,
the unhappy
In aII the worId...
...no voluptuousness flatters the
senses more than social privilege
My next story is about the mania
of Minister MissiroIi
I went to the Minister's office
at ten one morning
The moment I entered,
the doors cIosed
"What are you doing here,
you IittIe bitch?
"Who gave you permission
to disturb me?"
I hadn't been warned of what
wouId happen...
...so I was frightened by the weIcome
I can't take any more
He tore off my clothes,
shredded them...
...and threw them into the fire
Then he stretched out
seemingly semi-conscious...
...in a chair...
...and ejaculated...
...making his sperm fall upon the
charred remains of my clothes
CIRCLE OF SHIT
Don't you think, Signora Maggi...
...that before your stories, you
should show us your best part?
With the greatest of pleasure
These buttocks merit our attention
I have seIdom seen better
Very kind of you to say so
We thank you. Please begin
I see that you gentIemen esteem
the rear end...
...so I shaII devote my stories
to this subject
My story will interest you all...
...especially our dear President;
it concerns a particular mania...
...his dearest caprice, which
enabled me to make his acquaintance
ConceaI my turpitudes from
these innocents
Enough. I am eager to hear
Signora Maggi's voice
My childhood years were spent in
endowing my body with the capacity...
...to satisfy the basest,
most outrageous desires
I soon became expert in that
difficuIt task...
...and my fame spread throughout
ItaIy
My clients included many
celebrities...
...and to them I gave the best
of myseIf
My first story concerns a most
curious episode in my Iife
Signora Evola, the Madam
I worked for...
...sent me to a client after feeding
me a large laxative-spiced meal
The client was an old
Carabinieri General
He made me undress him and
put a nappy on him
I was used to such fixations,
I was ready to heIp him
Suddenly, my bowels rebelled and he
ordered me to relieve myself...
...which I did without embarrassment
He made me dip my fingers in
the excrement...
...and feed it to him Iike a baby
He swallowed everything, imitating
the cries of a baby...
...and ejaculated into his nappy
I knew a man capabIe of quite diverse
refinements of the sort
We expect only the best tales of you
My next story took place in Verona
I was toId that the cIient
waiting at a hoteI...
...was an old nobleman,
notorious for his depravity
My curiosity was immense
That evening my mother was more
intolerant than usual
She pleaded with me not to go
I couIdn't resist the temptation,
so I kiIIed her
The only thing to do
The excitement awaiting you was
supreme...
...meriting the utmost sacrifice
It's foIIy to say one owes
anything to one's mother
Must we be gratefuI for her having
pIeasure with a man?
That should have been enough
reward for her
Long ago, I was cursed with
a mother...
...who aroused the same feelings
you felt for yours
As soon as I couId, I sent her
to the next worId
It was a profound pIeasure when she
cIosed her eyes for the Iast time
Why is that child crying?
Your words remind her of her mother
Her mother died trying to protect her
Splendid!
It's your mother you're crying for?
Come here, Iet me consoIe you
Come back to Papa's arms
He'll sing you another lullaby
What an opportunity you offer me
Signora Maggi's story merits
immediate re-enactment
I beg you to have mercy on
my suffering
My mother died for me and
I'II never see her again
Undress her immediateIy
Kill me! God will take pity on me!
Don't dishonour me!
This howling is the most exciting
thing I've ever heard
Kill me! Free me from this torment,
seeing and hearing such horrors!
You all heard her call on God
Your Excellency, enter her name
in the Penal Register...
...for a terrible punishment
Do away with me, so that
I can be with my mother
You will be punished and deflowered
when we decide the time is ripe
Don't think your tears restrain my
desire; they make me more ruthless
Come here, my child, it's ready
On your knees!
Go on!
Eat it
That stupid girI's making a scene
over such a deIicacy
A friend insisted that all the
excrement he ate every day...
...come from a beggar woman, so it
would be more putrid and delicious
I found an oId woman of seventy
for him
Spoiled food can provoke
excellent diarrhoea
The subject should eat hastily, at
odd hours, to overload the stomach
We must try that at once
Dear President
I am eager to know how you
first met Signora Maggi
She will tell you after His Honour
has married his Sergio
Then you'II Iaugh at my expense
I won't deprive you of that pIeasure
Today's story demands a revision
of our rules
If we wish to enjoy the fruit...
...of our stay within these walls...
...Iet us revise some of our ruIes
For example, we put containers in the
latrines to collect all excrement...
...so that nothing goes to waste
Let's follow Signora Maggi's example,
giving our dear President...
...the joy of seeing his dream
come true
Good day, Signora Castelli
I'm sorry, we'II be ready in a moment
I've come to make sure
The chamber pots, quick!
You know the rules!
Tell me your name!
I couIdn't heIp it, with the muck
we're given to eat
Your name?
It's Doris, the most undisciplined
of our girIs
She will be company for those
already listed here
- Whose is this?
- Mine. Help yourself
Is that how you obey our ruIes,
impertinent brat?
Show me this boy's arse
You even dared to wipe yourself.
You'll get what you deserve
We're ready...
...but preparing this one meant that
I couIdn't watch these rogues
There is no evasion
Unless the German people fall...
...we are prepared for any
eventuality ...
...to save a human soul,
even in this part of Africa
We are happy to carry out
your every command
Those I considered the most
capabIe...
...were fed appropriately
Thus as this solemn wedding feast we
shall enjoy the greatest delicacy
Our girls abstained from relieving
themselves all day...
...in compliance with your decree...
...that we produce this for you
Let the rite begin
Our guide restored the divine
character of monstrosity...
...thanks to reiterated actions,
that is to say: rites
No more intoxicating desire exists...
...endowing you with the vigour...
...to meet the challenge awaiting you
Eat, my exquisite bride
You must prepare for our night
of Iove
Nothing's worse than a breath
without odour
I can't do it
Offer it to the Madonna
Do this
Say: "I can't eat rice with
my fingers Iike this"
Then eat shit
I refer, as you wiII have guessed...
...to our illustrious President
After having satisfied him...
...I was impressed by such speciaI
tastes in one so young
Tastes that will become clearer later
Liberated from my mother...
...I found Iife rich in aII
its deIights
One day Madam presented me to
the Iibertine in question
His passion will strike you
as somewhat unusual
The scene took place in his house.
I was shown into a darkened room
I saw a man Iying on the bed...
...and a coffin in the middle
of the room
"You see before you...", he said...
"...a man on his deathbed...
"...but he doesn't want to close
his eyes...
"...without making a Iast homage to
the object of his adoration
"I adore the behind
"Although I am dying, I wish to die
kissing one
"When Iife has Ieft my body...
"...place me in the coffin...
"...wrap me in my shroud and
close the coffin lid
"I insist that you observe my orders
to the Ietter
"In this supreme moment with the
soIe object of my Iewd desire
"Come quickly!"
He went on, his voice broken, sobbing
"Hurry! I am at death's door"
So I went to him and showed him
my backside
"Oh, what a marvellous arse
"Having seen this, my Iife can end.
I've never seen one as aIIuring"
He fondled it, opened it
He played with it, kissed it, just as
would the healthiest of men
He made me relieve myself of all
that was in my bowels
I was not at aII embarrassed
"Now it is the time for me to die.
The supreme moment has come"
As he said that, he gave
a profound sigh
Piss over me
I can't, it won't come
I've finished
The Iimitation of Iove is that
you need an accompIice
Your friend will know the
libertine's refinement...
...is being executioner and victim
My sister knew an officiaI
in the ControIIer's office
A IittIe pig-Iike man,
with a disgusting face
A chamber pot was arranged...
...for two to sit on, back to back,
and relieve themselves simultaneously
He stirred it with his fingers,
and swallowed it
My sister told me...
...he'd only to see her dirty arse
and he ejaculated
Did your sister have a
pretty backside?
You must judge by this.
A famous painter...
...was commissioned to paint a Venus
with a splendid backside
He selected her as his model
after many weeks...
...Iooking at hundreds of behinds
throughout ItaIy
How old was she then?
Fifteen, Duke
Why don't you arrange a competition
to find the nicest bottom here?
I'II do that. I'm an expert
Your Excellency, doesn't this
situation suggest anything to you?
It might
- Aren't you ready?
- Just a moment
The act of the sodomite signifies
the death of the human species
Ambiguously accepting social
standards while transgressing them
More monstrous than the act
of the sodomite...
...is the act of the executioner
True, but the act of the sodomite
can be repeated again and again
I think there is a way to repeat
the act of the executioner
Turn off the Iights
Here is my masterpiece
I have a proposaI to make
We have not yet decided on
the winner's prize...
...for the best bottom
Here is my proposaI
He or she whose bottom is
judged the best...
...will be killed immediately
Agreed
This way we'II be impartiaI, not
knowing whose bottom we are viewing
- A shrewd observation
- Thank you, Your Excellency
For if we knew we were Iooking at
a boy rather than a girI...
...we might be influenced
in making our decision
We must be completely
free in our choice
A clever trap I wish to avoid
When one prefers men, it is difficult
to change one's perspective
The difference between a boy and
a girI is enormous
One cannot consider what is
obviously inferior
But if we consider all the
stories we have heard...
...in certain cases a girI might be
preferabIe to a boy
Let us try to remain objective
Look at the elasticity of
those buttocks
There can be no question here
Allow me, Duke
I don't wish to contradict, but may I
re- examine a most impressive one?
We'II be deIighted to grant
your request
I don't think the heaviness of
these buttocks...
...can be compared to the most
beautifuI we have here
However, I wiII yieId to the
opinion of the majority
I vote for the Duke's candidate
My vote goes to the Duke's
candidate
Dear President, three votes to one
I bow to the majority
But I request that my candidate
be reserved for me to defIower
Granted
We'II reveaI this mystery
Fire!
You must be stupid to think that
death would be so easy
Don't you know we intend to kill you
a thousand times?
To the end of eternity, if eternity
can have an end
Once I had a very mysterious cIient
His mania was closely related to...
...the subject of Signora Castelli's
stories, for which I apologize
The man wanted only women...
...who had been condemned to death
The closer they were to death,
the more he would pay
He would visit them when the
sentence had been pronounced
Thanks to his exalted social status,
enabling him to pay the price...
...not a single one escaped him
He did not possess them casually
He insisted on inspecting their rumps
and that they defecated before him
He was convinced that the
tastiest faeces...
...were those of women who had just
heard the sentence of death
CIRCLE OF BLOOD
Your Reverence, I am ready
We want a marvellous wedding
The President wishes to be first,
he is the most randy
You whoresons!
What is this, a mortuary?
These parasites do nothing
for this festive day
Do anything you Iike.
Laugh, aII of you
Go on, idiots, show how happy
you are
Go on, Iaugh
Why aren't you yelling for joy?
Go on, sing!
You two, what are you doing?
Excellency, note their names
If you Iike to whimper, we'II make
you, for your Iast few days
Shouldn't you have paid your bills,
Monsieur Royale?
Of course, Monsieur Juju
Shouldn't you also pay mine?
Why so?
Because two and two make four
and I'm broke
Earn some money
- How do I do that?
- Through manuaI Iabour
I don't know how
Then become an actor
That's difficuIt
Try to write then;
all you have to write...
...is any old thing
Are you crazy?
I have a duty to perform;
I'II return Iater
Your friend here is ready
whenever you are
- Please, may I speak to you?
- Of course, my dear
What will you do to me?
Talk about that tomorrow;
many things will be decided then
I know a secret. Someone is
vioIating your Iaw
Graziella had a photograph
under her pillow
Give me that photograph
Spare me and I'II teII you
what Eva and Antoniska do
They're breaking your Iaws
Don't kill me. I have secrets
to tell you
Speak, dirty whore!
Every night Ezio goes to the
black servant girl
I can take you there
Queers!
You make me puke
Those who are named will wear
a sky blue ribbon
You can imagine what that means
Others, if they collaborate, are
reprieved. They will return to Sal?
What are you going to do to us?
You'II soon know the gravity
of your crimes
The main character...
...figured in a number of
the previous stories
He is forty, very powerfully built...
...with a member Iike a staIIion
He is enormously rich,
very powerful, very cruel
A heart of stone
He owns a house near Milan, which
he uses exclusively for his pleasure
At his parties, at Ieast fifteen
young girIs are present...
...aged from fifteen to seventeen
Those who are chosen must present
themselves completely naked
He touches them, caresses them,
examines them...
...then makes them defecate into his
mouth, but he does not swallow it
After these first rituals,
with fearsome gravity...
...he brands each girI
on the shouIder...
...burning a number into
their tender flesh
After these preliminaries,
he opens the window...
...and places a girl standing in the
middle of the room, facing the window
Then gives such a powerfuI kick
to her behind...
...that the poor thing flies across
the room...
...through the window and vanishes
into a dark cellar
Our hero is familiar not only with
Nietzsche, but Huysmans as well
In the ceIIar, a masked executioner
with the deviI's embIems...
...presides gravely over the
horrible machines
When all the girls are in
the cellar, our hero...
...is highly aroused, having so many
contacts without once ejaculating
Naked, his huge member jutting
from his belly
Now all the machines have begun
to function...
...all tortures at once, with
terrifyingly loud screeching
The first apparatus is a huge wheeI
with razor bIades...
...to which is bound a girI
to be fIayed aIive
Another has a Iive rat sewed
inside her vagina
Oh Lord, why hast thou foresaken us?
A rational person...
...is not content to kill
the same person
He would recommend murdering
as many as possible
Umberto, come here
Bravo, always ready
What does a Bolshevik do when
he dives into the Red Sea?
You don't know what a Bolshevik does?
No, tell me
He goes splash!
Poetry Corner. Ezra Pound.
The Cantos
Canto 99
The whole tribe is from
one man's body
What other way can you think of it?
The surname and the nine arts
The father's word is compassion
The son's, devotion
Small birds sing in chorus. Harmony
is in the proportion of branches
The gay face of spring
is set before the world
The sharpness of winter
now flees defeated
In various apparel Flora reigns
And in the euphony of the woods...
...she is hymned in song
Can you dance?
Let's try
- What's your girlfriend's name?
- Margherita
Masters
Storytellers
Male victims
Female victims
Daughters
Militia
Collaborators
Servants
Written and directed by
Northern ltaly, during the
Nazi-Fascist occupation
ANTE INFERNO
Your Excellency
President
Your Grace
AII things are good when
taken to excess
Come on, let's go
Where are you going?
Claudio! Your scarf, my son!
Sorry, we're obeying orders
Marrying each others' daughters will
seal our destinies for ever
President, take as your IawfuI spouse
His ExceIIency's daughter, Tatiana
President, I wiII marry
your daughter, Susy
Your Excellency and my brother the
Bishop will marry my daughters
The preparations for our
undertaking are completed
In puberty's ambush, maidens bloom,
all unaware of impending doom
They listen to the radio, drink tea,
unaware they will lose their liberty
Bourgeois recoil not from slaughter
though victim be son and daughter
- What's this one's name?
- Claudio Cicchetti
- What is your name?
- Franco
I knew you'd consider him
A girI heIped us catch him
The fooI thought he was in for
romance, and ended up in a sack
- What is your name?
- Sergio
Shouldn't we inspect them?
Trousers down, shirts up
That will do
Lamberto Gobbi
Carlo Porro
Umberto Chessari... just Iook
at him, gentIemen
I waited two whoIe weeks
to ambush him
...and this is Ferruccio Tonna,
from Castelfranco
From a subversive famiIy
The one with the curly hair,
Tonino Orlando
I know him
I've waited two Iong years for him
Your Excellency, please help me
His father was a senior judge,
Iike myseIf
A southerner, aren't you?
Don't expect me to deflower you.
In time we will decide..
...who will do you that
delightful honour
That's right, Tonino
Eva, come along
Try to behave yourseIf
Come, no one will harm you
Show these nice gentlemen
all your hidden charms
What a beauty
A delicious bum, solid yet bouncy
Tits to revive a dying crippIe
Bring us another one
Signora Castelli, your turn.
The gentlemen are waiting
Please let me go home
Albertina's father is a professor
in Bologna
To slip her out of the convent school
we had to convince two nuns
You'II prefer us to the sisters,
won't you?
I don't know yet, sir
Very well, undress her
Just a moment
We didn't notice her blemish.
She's a pretty virgin, too
Don't you disgrace me,
I know your IittIe tricks
We waited untiI she came out
with her mother...
...pushed the mother into the river,
where the damned fooI drowned...
...right before this angeI's eyes
There were nine boys, now only eight
Anyone know the difference between
"8", "no-no", and the family?
What's the difference?
"8" is twice four,
"no- no" is twice not for
- What about the family?
- They're fine, thank you
Everything is prepared
according to your wishes
You herded, feeble creatures,
destined for our pleasure
Don't expect to find here the freedom
granted in the outside worId
You are beyond reach of
any "IegaIity"
No one knows you are here
As far as the world goes,
you are already dead
These are the Iaws which wiII
govern your Iives
"At six p.m., the company will
assemble in the "Hall of Orgies"...
"... where our Storytellers...
"...will tell us stories, each with
a particular theme
"Our friends have the right
to interrupt at any moment
"The purpose of the stories is to
inflame lust; all will be permitted
"After dinner, the gentlemen will
conduct the so-called orgies
"The Great Hall will be
adequately heated
"Participants, appropriatedly
dressed...
"...will lie on the floor
like animals...
"...they will intermingle...
"...copulate indescriminately,
incestuously and sodomistically
"That will be the daily procedure"
No servants here!
"Any man caught in flagrante delicto
with a woman...
"...will be punished by
the loss of a limb
"The slightest religious act by
anyone will be punished...
"...by death"
CIRCLE OF MANIAS
I was born at a girIs' boarding
schooI, where my mother was a servant
One day, my sister asked if
I knew Professor GentiIe
"Well, look outside, he's waiting
for you...
"...to show you something
he's shown me"
She said: "Don't run away
"He'II give you some money"
I ran out to meet him.
I couIdn't beIieve it
- "Where are you going?"
- "To put away the chairs, Professor"
"Your sister will do that. I'll show
you something you've never seen"
I foIIowed him into a room
He took his huge penis from out of
his trousers and began to masturbate
"Have you ever seen the Iike?
"I've shown your sister and
girIs of your age
"Give me a hand. Provoke the semen
from which we're all created
"I'II make it spurt on your face
"This is my sole passion, my child...
"...and you are about to see it"
At that very moment...
...I was immersed in a white jet,
drenching me from head to toe
You mustn't omit any detaiI...
...otherwise your stories will not
arouse us sufficiently
I know I was urged to give
every detaiI...
...every particular,
even the slightest...
...that may illuminate the
human passion
I've not overIooked anything
You haven't given us details about
the size of the Professor's penis...
...or the nature, the consistency
of his emisssion
Did you fondle his genitals,
did he oblige you to do so?
Dear Signora Vaccari, more clarity
From now on I shaII conceaI nothing.
May I continue?
Time the staff of my old age
had some fun
Shortly after my seventh birthday...
...I took a girI friend to see
the Professor
One of his colleagues was with him.
They drew me inside
Looking at me, one said to the other:
"Goffredo, didn't I teII you
she was a IittIe beauty?"
"She is a rare IittIe jeweI",
repIied Goffredo
Then he took me onto his Iap
and gave me a kiss
- "How old are you?"
- "Seven, Professor"
"You are fifty years younger than me"
Then he gave me another kiss
Meanwhile, the other prepared
some kind of strange syrup
They made me drink it, saying:
"It wiII make you pee"
"AII we want of you, dear chiId,
is that you urinate
"And that you do that with me,
alone together"
I want this miserabIe boy
punished severeIy
We are at your service
He had the insolence to
pull away from me
You can choose one of ours
No, thank you
It wouId take too much to
satisfy me now
A moment ago, only the slightest
effort would suffice, but now...
You know to what we're driven
by frustrated desire
AII I ask of you...
...is exemplary punishment
for this bastard
My Lord, I feeI ready to satisfy you
I need no instruction
No, Iet me be
There are a thousand occasions when
one does not desire a woman's anus
I'II wait. Let Signora Vaccari
continue her story
Everything was so arranged that he
swallowed every drop of my piss
At that moment his penis,
overcome by victory...
...cried tears of blood over me
Then, passion consumed, the Professor
seemed to realize...
...his idoI no Ionger inspired
such reIigious fervour
Without ado, he put ten Iire in my
apron pocket and pushed me out
The boy's hopeless at masturbation,
he needs a lesson
You'd think he'd never seen
a man's tooI
Well, friends...
...Signora Vaccari will turn them
into first-class whores
Nothing is more contagious than eviI
You are mistaken, Your Excellency
Some can do eviI onIy when
passion drives them to it
They are always unhappy, regretting
the evils of the previous night
Umberto, Franco... what do you say?
Handsome
Efisio, it's my turn
On the Perati bridge
A black flag flies
The mourning of the Julian regiment
that goes to war
The best young men lie
under the earth
The gentleman are not satisfied
with you
The first thing you must Iearn
is how to hoId it
Go on
Up and down
Squeeze it harder...
...and stroke beneath with
the other hand
Slut! See how it's done
There were nine girls, now only eight
Here's a number eight story
It's about a man who had a friend
named Six-times-eight
Going home in the blackout one night
they lost each other
Our man tried to find his friend,
Iooking everywhere
At Iast he thought he saw something
in the darkness
He was overjoyed, thinking he had
found his friend
- He cried: "Six-times-eight!"
- "Forty-eight", came the repIy
Music! Signora Vaccari will tell us
another story...
...to stimulate us for
another skirmish
I was nine when my sister took me to
MiIan to meet Signora CaIzetti
She examined me and asked if I
wanted to work for her
I said I wouId, if the pay was good
My first client, a stout man named
Vaccari, looked me over carefully
At once I showed him my pussy,
which I thought was very speciaI
He covered his eyes:
"Out of the question
"I'm not interested in your vagina,
cover it up"
He covered me up, making me Iie down
He said: "AII these IittIe whores
know is to fIaunt their vaginas
"Now I'II have to recover from
that disgusting sight"
He wrapped me in a sheet,
Iike a mummy...
...Ieaving onIy my behind uncovered
He caressed it gently, opened
and closed the cheeks...
...began to suck it greedlily
Then he carefully...
...put his member between my buttocks,
his movements became frenzied
"Such an adorable behind, the sweet
little anus. Now I'll anoint it"
He said that three or four times
I never saw him again
Your first client...
...had an idea of women that
most of us do not share
Homage to the rear temple...
...is more fervent than the other
I put this question to the company
How can we determine the true
inclination of a boy or girl?
Their best part, in other words
I beIieve by masturbation of the
requisite body areas
Let's take the youngsters about whom
we have doubts...
...and take them aside to verify
Observing, with equaI passion
and apathy, Guido and Vaccari...
...masturbating the two bodies
which belong to us...
...inspires a number of interesting
reflections
Would you care to elaborate,
dear Duke?
We Fascists are the only true
anarchists
Naturally...
...once we've become masters of the
state, true anarchy is that of power
However, Iook at their
obscene gestures...
...Iike deaf-mute Ianguage...
...with a code none of us can break,
no matter how great our power
There is nothing to be done
We must restrict our impulses
to a single gesture
He came. Now he is a man
Little Sergio, we're proud of you
- She's a woman now
- Our first couple has been formed
Sergio, you've proved you're a man
She is your prize
Come forward
Appreciate the goodwill of
these gentlemen...
...who allow you to enjoy such
a great privilege...
...we will solemnize your marriage
What a fine thing
What a whore
Get out, you sluts!
Let us resume the ceremony
Will you, Sergio...
...take Renata for your wife?
I pronounce you man and wife
Clear off, all of you!
lf you salute him,
then you are bound
lf you are for him,
if you are sound
Then you must join up,
honour bound
Lustily! Aren't you newlyweds?
Give rein to your feelings
Get busy, idiot
No! That flower is reserved for us
The principle of all greatness
on earth...
...has Iong been bathed in bIood
My friends, if memory does not
betray me:
"Without bloodshed, there is
no forgiveness
"No forgiveness without bloodshed".
Baudelaire
Excellency, the expression is not
to be found in Baudelaire...
...but in Nietzsche's
The Genealogy of Morals
It is neither from Baudelaire
nor Nietzsche...
...nor in Saint Paul?s
Epistle to the Romans
It's Dada
Sing me that sweet melody
l loved so much, that goes da-da
Delicious creature, do you want
my dirty underpants?
My old underpants. What incomparable
refinement
You see how sensitive I am
to the value of things
Little angel, my greatest desire is
to grant your wish
You know I respect aII tastes
and whims
However baroque, all deserve
to be respected
Because we're not their masters,
even the most bizarre manias...
...derive from a basic principle
of refinement
Yes, old buggers, it's a question
of delicacy
One day Madam sent me to
another Iibertine
He took me to a room with
a splendid Chinese carpet
After making me undress, he ordered
me on all fours, like an animal
Having stroked my head two or
three times...
...he said: "I want to see if you're
as quick as my dogs"
He threw two chestnuts across
the room...
...saying: "Good bitch, fetch!"
I thought it best to go aIong
with the game
You have two beautifuI eyes...
then Iook
Piss
"Filthy muck, putrid bitch",
he shouted, approaching me
Then he ejaculated over my back
Then he Ieft
I dressed...
...and discovered 25,000 Iire
in my coat
Eat!
Your Excellency, are you convinced?
It is when I see others degraded
that I rejoice...
...knowing it is better to be me
than the scum of "the people"
Whenever men are equal, without that
difference, happiness cannot exist
So you wouldn't aid the humble,
the unhappy
In aII the worId...
...no voluptuousness flatters the
senses more than social privilege
My next story is about the mania
of Minister MissiroIi
I went to the Minister's office
at ten one morning
The moment I entered,
the doors cIosed
"What are you doing here,
you IittIe bitch?
"Who gave you permission
to disturb me?"
I hadn't been warned of what
wouId happen...
...so I was frightened by the weIcome
I can't take any more
He tore off my clothes,
shredded them...
...and threw them into the fire
Then he stretched out
seemingly semi-conscious...
...in a chair...
...and ejaculated...
...making his sperm fall upon the
charred remains of my clothes
CIRCLE OF SHIT
Don't you think, Signora Maggi...
...that before your stories, you
should show us your best part?
With the greatest of pleasure
These buttocks merit our attention
I have seIdom seen better
Very kind of you to say so
We thank you. Please begin
I see that you gentIemen esteem
the rear end...
...so I shaII devote my stories
to this subject
My story will interest you all...
...especially our dear President;
it concerns a particular mania...
...his dearest caprice, which
enabled me to make his acquaintance
ConceaI my turpitudes from
these innocents
Enough. I am eager to hear
Signora Maggi's voice
My childhood years were spent in
endowing my body with the capacity...
...to satisfy the basest,
most outrageous desires
I soon became expert in that
difficuIt task...
...and my fame spread throughout
ItaIy
My clients included many
celebrities...
...and to them I gave the best
of myseIf
My first story concerns a most
curious episode in my Iife
Signora Evola, the Madam
I worked for...
...sent me to a client after feeding
me a large laxative-spiced meal
The client was an old
Carabinieri General
He made me undress him and
put a nappy on him
I was used to such fixations,
I was ready to heIp him
Suddenly, my bowels rebelled and he
ordered me to relieve myself...
...which I did without embarrassment
He made me dip my fingers in
the excrement...
...and feed it to him Iike a baby
He swallowed everything, imitating
the cries of a baby...
...and ejaculated into his nappy
I knew a man capabIe of quite diverse
refinements of the sort
We expect only the best tales of you
My next story took place in Verona
I was toId that the cIient
waiting at a hoteI...
...was an old nobleman,
notorious for his depravity
My curiosity was immense
That evening my mother was more
intolerant than usual
She pleaded with me not to go
I couIdn't resist the temptation,
so I kiIIed her
The only thing to do
The excitement awaiting you was
supreme...
...meriting the utmost sacrifice
It's foIIy to say one owes
anything to one's mother
Must we be gratefuI for her having
pIeasure with a man?
That should have been enough
reward for her
Long ago, I was cursed with
a mother...
...who aroused the same feelings
you felt for yours
As soon as I couId, I sent her
to the next worId
It was a profound pIeasure when she
cIosed her eyes for the Iast time
Why is that child crying?
Your words remind her of her mother
Her mother died trying to protect her
Splendid!
It's your mother you're crying for?
Come here, Iet me consoIe you
Come back to Papa's arms
He'll sing you another lullaby
What an opportunity you offer me
Signora Maggi's story merits
immediate re-enactment
I beg you to have mercy on
my suffering
My mother died for me and
I'II never see her again
Undress her immediateIy
Kill me! God will take pity on me!
Don't dishonour me!
This howling is the most exciting
thing I've ever heard
Kill me! Free me from this torment,
seeing and hearing such horrors!
You all heard her call on God
Your Excellency, enter her name
in the Penal Register...
...for a terrible punishment
Do away with me, so that
I can be with my mother
You will be punished and deflowered
when we decide the time is ripe
Don't think your tears restrain my
desire; they make me more ruthless
Come here, my child, it's ready
On your knees!
Go on!
Eat it
That stupid girI's making a scene
over such a deIicacy
A friend insisted that all the
excrement he ate every day...
...come from a beggar woman, so it
would be more putrid and delicious
I found an oId woman of seventy
for him
Spoiled food can provoke
excellent diarrhoea
The subject should eat hastily, at
odd hours, to overload the stomach
We must try that at once
Dear President
I am eager to know how you
first met Signora Maggi
She will tell you after His Honour
has married his Sergio
Then you'II Iaugh at my expense
I won't deprive you of that pIeasure
Today's story demands a revision
of our rules
If we wish to enjoy the fruit...
...of our stay within these walls...
...Iet us revise some of our ruIes
For example, we put containers in the
latrines to collect all excrement...
...so that nothing goes to waste
Let's follow Signora Maggi's example,
giving our dear President...
...the joy of seeing his dream
come true
Good day, Signora Castelli
I'm sorry, we'II be ready in a moment
I've come to make sure
The chamber pots, quick!
You know the rules!
Tell me your name!
I couIdn't heIp it, with the muck
we're given to eat
Your name?
It's Doris, the most undisciplined
of our girIs
She will be company for those
already listed here
- Whose is this?
- Mine. Help yourself
Is that how you obey our ruIes,
impertinent brat?
Show me this boy's arse
You even dared to wipe yourself.
You'll get what you deserve
We're ready...
...but preparing this one meant that
I couIdn't watch these rogues
There is no evasion
Unless the German people fall...
...we are prepared for any
eventuality ...
...to save a human soul,
even in this part of Africa
We are happy to carry out
your every command
Those I considered the most
capabIe...
...were fed appropriately
Thus as this solemn wedding feast we
shall enjoy the greatest delicacy
Our girls abstained from relieving
themselves all day...
...in compliance with your decree...
...that we produce this for you
Let the rite begin
Our guide restored the divine
character of monstrosity...
...thanks to reiterated actions,
that is to say: rites
No more intoxicating desire exists...
...endowing you with the vigour...
...to meet the challenge awaiting you
Eat, my exquisite bride
You must prepare for our night
of Iove
Nothing's worse than a breath
without odour
I can't do it
Offer it to the Madonna
Do this
Say: "I can't eat rice with
my fingers Iike this"
Then eat shit
I refer, as you wiII have guessed...
...to our illustrious President
After having satisfied him...
...I was impressed by such speciaI
tastes in one so young
Tastes that will become clearer later
Liberated from my mother...
...I found Iife rich in aII
its deIights
One day Madam presented me to
the Iibertine in question
His passion will strike you
as somewhat unusual
The scene took place in his house.
I was shown into a darkened room
I saw a man Iying on the bed...
...and a coffin in the middle
of the room
"You see before you...", he said...
"...a man on his deathbed...
"...but he doesn't want to close
his eyes...
"...without making a Iast homage to
the object of his adoration
"I adore the behind
"Although I am dying, I wish to die
kissing one
"When Iife has Ieft my body...
"...place me in the coffin...
"...wrap me in my shroud and
close the coffin lid
"I insist that you observe my orders
to the Ietter
"In this supreme moment with the
soIe object of my Iewd desire
"Come quickly!"
He went on, his voice broken, sobbing
"Hurry! I am at death's door"
So I went to him and showed him
my backside
"Oh, what a marvellous arse
"Having seen this, my Iife can end.
I've never seen one as aIIuring"
He fondled it, opened it
He played with it, kissed it, just as
would the healthiest of men
He made me relieve myself of all
that was in my bowels
I was not at aII embarrassed
"Now it is the time for me to die.
The supreme moment has come"
As he said that, he gave
a profound sigh
Piss over me
I can't, it won't come
I've finished
The Iimitation of Iove is that
you need an accompIice
Your friend will know the
libertine's refinement...
...is being executioner and victim
My sister knew an officiaI
in the ControIIer's office
A IittIe pig-Iike man,
with a disgusting face
A chamber pot was arranged...
...for two to sit on, back to back,
and relieve themselves simultaneously
He stirred it with his fingers,
and swallowed it
My sister told me...
...he'd only to see her dirty arse
and he ejaculated
Did your sister have a
pretty backside?
You must judge by this.
A famous painter...
...was commissioned to paint a Venus
with a splendid backside
He selected her as his model
after many weeks...
...Iooking at hundreds of behinds
throughout ItaIy
How old was she then?
Fifteen, Duke
Why don't you arrange a competition
to find the nicest bottom here?
I'II do that. I'm an expert
Your Excellency, doesn't this
situation suggest anything to you?
It might
- Aren't you ready?
- Just a moment
The act of the sodomite signifies
the death of the human species
Ambiguously accepting social
standards while transgressing them
More monstrous than the act
of the sodomite...
...is the act of the executioner
True, but the act of the sodomite
can be repeated again and again
I think there is a way to repeat
the act of the executioner
Turn off the Iights
Here is my masterpiece
I have a proposaI to make
We have not yet decided on
the winner's prize...
...for the best bottom
Here is my proposaI
He or she whose bottom is
judged the best...
...will be killed immediately
Agreed
This way we'II be impartiaI, not
knowing whose bottom we are viewing
- A shrewd observation
- Thank you, Your Excellency
For if we knew we were Iooking at
a boy rather than a girI...
...we might be influenced
in making our decision
We must be completely
free in our choice
A clever trap I wish to avoid
When one prefers men, it is difficult
to change one's perspective
The difference between a boy and
a girI is enormous
One cannot consider what is
obviously inferior
But if we consider all the
stories we have heard...
...in certain cases a girI might be
preferabIe to a boy
Let us try to remain objective
Look at the elasticity of
those buttocks
There can be no question here
Allow me, Duke
I don't wish to contradict, but may I
re- examine a most impressive one?
We'II be deIighted to grant
your request
I don't think the heaviness of
these buttocks...
...can be compared to the most
beautifuI we have here
However, I wiII yieId to the
opinion of the majority
I vote for the Duke's candidate
My vote goes to the Duke's
candidate
Dear President, three votes to one
I bow to the majority
But I request that my candidate
be reserved for me to defIower
Granted
We'II reveaI this mystery
Fire!
You must be stupid to think that
death would be so easy
Don't you know we intend to kill you
a thousand times?
To the end of eternity, if eternity
can have an end
Once I had a very mysterious cIient
His mania was closely related to...
...the subject of Signora Castelli's
stories, for which I apologize
The man wanted only women...
...who had been condemned to death
The closer they were to death,
the more he would pay
He would visit them when the
sentence had been pronounced
Thanks to his exalted social status,
enabling him to pay the price...
...not a single one escaped him
He did not possess them casually
He insisted on inspecting their rumps
and that they defecated before him
He was convinced that the
tastiest faeces...
...were those of women who had just
heard the sentence of death
CIRCLE OF BLOOD
Your Reverence, I am ready
We want a marvellous wedding
The President wishes to be first,
he is the most randy
You whoresons!
What is this, a mortuary?
These parasites do nothing
for this festive day
Do anything you Iike.
Laugh, aII of you
Go on, idiots, show how happy
you are
Go on, Iaugh
Why aren't you yelling for joy?
Go on, sing!
You two, what are you doing?
Excellency, note their names
If you Iike to whimper, we'II make
you, for your Iast few days
Shouldn't you have paid your bills,
Monsieur Royale?
Of course, Monsieur Juju
Shouldn't you also pay mine?
Why so?
Because two and two make four
and I'm broke
Earn some money
- How do I do that?
- Through manuaI Iabour
I don't know how
Then become an actor
That's difficuIt
Try to write then;
all you have to write...
...is any old thing
Are you crazy?
I have a duty to perform;
I'II return Iater
Your friend here is ready
whenever you are
- Please, may I speak to you?
- Of course, my dear
What will you do to me?
Talk about that tomorrow;
many things will be decided then
I know a secret. Someone is
vioIating your Iaw
Graziella had a photograph
under her pillow
Give me that photograph
Spare me and I'II teII you
what Eva and Antoniska do
They're breaking your Iaws
Don't kill me. I have secrets
to tell you
Speak, dirty whore!
Every night Ezio goes to the
black servant girl
I can take you there
Queers!
You make me puke
Those who are named will wear
a sky blue ribbon
You can imagine what that means
Others, if they collaborate, are
reprieved. They will return to Sal?
What are you going to do to us?
You'II soon know the gravity
of your crimes
The main character...
...figured in a number of
the previous stories
He is forty, very powerfully built...
...with a member Iike a staIIion
He is enormously rich,
very powerful, very cruel
A heart of stone
He owns a house near Milan, which
he uses exclusively for his pleasure
At his parties, at Ieast fifteen
young girIs are present...
...aged from fifteen to seventeen
Those who are chosen must present
themselves completely naked
He touches them, caresses them,
examines them...
...then makes them defecate into his
mouth, but he does not swallow it
After these first rituals,
with fearsome gravity...
...he brands each girI
on the shouIder...
...burning a number into
their tender flesh
After these preliminaries,
he opens the window...
...and places a girl standing in the
middle of the room, facing the window
Then gives such a powerfuI kick
to her behind...
...that the poor thing flies across
the room...
...through the window and vanishes
into a dark cellar
Our hero is familiar not only with
Nietzsche, but Huysmans as well
In the ceIIar, a masked executioner
with the deviI's embIems...
...presides gravely over the
horrible machines
When all the girls are in
the cellar, our hero...
...is highly aroused, having so many
contacts without once ejaculating
Naked, his huge member jutting
from his belly
Now all the machines have begun
to function...
...all tortures at once, with
terrifyingly loud screeching
The first apparatus is a huge wheeI
with razor bIades...
...to which is bound a girI
to be fIayed aIive
Another has a Iive rat sewed
inside her vagina
Oh Lord, why hast thou foresaken us?
A rational person...
...is not content to kill
the same person
He would recommend murdering
as many as possible
Umberto, come here
Bravo, always ready
What does a Bolshevik do when
he dives into the Red Sea?
You don't know what a Bolshevik does?
No, tell me
He goes splash!
Poetry Corner. Ezra Pound.
The Cantos
Canto 99
The whole tribe is from
one man's body
What other way can you think of it?
The surname and the nine arts
The father's word is compassion
The son's, devotion
Small birds sing in chorus. Harmony
is in the proportion of branches
The gay face of spring
is set before the world
The sharpness of winter
now flees defeated
In various apparel Flora reigns
And in the euphony of the woods...
...she is hymned in song
Can you dance?
Let's try
- What's your girlfriend's name?
- Margherita