A snail in fine detail crawls over what looks like a bruised human
body, set to the sounds of a woman having sex or being beaten up or (most
probably) both, after which the film cuts to (very probably) that woman,
Violetta Sangue, admitting straight into the camera that the very real
violence committed against her in the film Des Töchterleins Leid
was actually very much her idea, she wasn't forced to do anything on that
movie, and didn't do anything she wasn't happily willing to do. She looks
very relaxed, happy even, saying this, and then signs a document stating
just that in front of the camera. A disturbing but also
eye-opening movie, disturbing as the noises of the first part of the movie
are revealed to be sounds of real violence in the second half, but
eye-opening as it reveals the willingness, even eagerness, of the
receiving, female part of said violence - without generalizing let alone
approving of violence (against women) as such, it's just a very individual
point of view, projected with all the individuality the topic demands. And
it really works for this film that it doesn't show any real violence but
instead opts for a rather poetic sequence, to not choose shock value above
the film's key message, and this way coming across as very
thought-provoking instead.
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