Fruits of Passion (2001) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) and Tuna |
Scoop's notes in white: This film is more or less in the same artistic tradition of "In the Realm of the Senses". Like that one, it is a French-Japanese joint effort about the Orient with a highly developed aesthetic sense and supercharged eroticism. Unlike "Senses", this one is about China, and has no violence to speak of. It is a filmed version of "Flowers of Passion", Pauline Reage's sequel to "The Story of O". In my opinion, it is very artistic. The set and art design are obviously done with very developed sensibilities and a real love for the Chinese style. It's also steamy. Klaus Kinski wrote in his autobiography that they were really doin' the nasty in this movie. Kinski was nutty as a fruitcake, and he said a lot of crazy stuff in his life, but this one rings true of you see the scenes between him and Dombasle, or between him and the hooker. And obviously, the famous Illiers on-screen blowjob couldn't have been faked. Is it a good movie? Heck I don't know. There's not plot, and I think everything else about it is awful, but it's beautifully imaged, well-performed, and has a lot of sex and nudity. I guess that alone isn't such a bad resume for any film. I also thought it was really boring and not a little bit pretentious. It seems to me that all the Chinese people were played by obviously Japanese people. The film is filled with excessive gravitas, is completely humorless, and makes use of pointlessly arty symbolism and dialogue. I have a pretty limited tolerance for shadow-puppet plays with a life independent of the objects they reflect, and pianos rising out of, then drowning back into, the river. So fast forward to the next sex scene when these things happen. They threw in some blather about love versus lust, and some socio-political content about the liberation of China from imperialism, but so what? They don't care about those things, and neither should you in this context. It isn't a political thriller or a love story or any traditional film format. It's just a visually interesting movie about a woman who agrees to learn about love in a bordello in order to master the art for her lover. Take it for what it is, and it's impressive. It is more or less its own genre - the artistic softcore porn film with real actors and semi-literary roots. |
I was so impressed with the art design that I called in Elya to watch part of it, and she agreed with me on the artistic side, but she said, "you didn't say it was a horror movie". I had to explain to her that Klaus Kinski really looks like that without make-up. He wasn't playing a vampire or a zombie, but an English businessman. That was the real Kinski, and that is pretty damned scary, to be sure. |
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Tuna's comments in yellow: Fruits of Passion (1981) appears to be a forgotten film. There are few reviews anywhere on the net that I could find, and there are only 35 votes at IMDB. Directed by noted Japanese director Shuji Terayama, it is a sequel to the Story of O and stars Klaus Kinski as Sir Stephan, Isabelle Illiers in her debut as "O", and Arielle Dombastle as another of Sir Stephan's girlfriends. O is taken to Hong Kong and made to work in a brothel as the next step in her education. Meanwhile, the Boxer Rebellion is starting around her, and Stephan is ignoring her more and more. |
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This film has less discipline and S &
M than the first O story, and is mostly about submission with a little
bondage thrown in. The locations are spectacular, and the photography
creates some memorable images. The acting is good, the pace could have
been a little faster, and the plot is a little thin, but this is erotica
we are talking about with major stars. Anchor Bay did a good job on the
DVD transfer, and included a mini-bio of Kinski. |
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