Pasión obsesiva
Delicia turca
Director:
Paul VerhoevenGuión:
Gerard SoetemanCámara:
Jan de BontMúsica:
Rogier van OtterlooReparto:
Monique van de Ven, Rutger Hauer, Tonny Huurdeman, Wim van den Brink, Hans Boskamp, Dolf de Vries, Manfred de Graaf, Dick Scheffer, Marjol Flore (más)Streaming (1)
Sinopsis(1)
No hay nada que nos permita pensar que el encuentro entre Olga y Eric durará mas de un par de horas.. Eric se encuentra haciendo autostop en la autopista. Olga para y le echa una mano. Una rápida aventura en los asientos del coche. Ninguno de los dos ha sido demasiado escrupuloso en lo que respecta al sexo hasta el momento. Siempre han tomado los que le caía mas cerca. No existen ilusiones en el amor. De repente el coche de Olga salta la valla protectora y da una vuelta de campana. Cubierto de sangre, Eric forcejea para salvar a Olga del coche, quien está inconsciente. Olga sobrevive al accidente. A partir de aquí se desarrolla una tortuosa y apasionada relación en la que mezclan el sexo, el amor, la intimidad y la pérdida. (Suevia Films)
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It’s the excretion Olympics! Because absolutely everything possible gets excreted here. Pregnant brides excrete amniotic fluid, which is then licked up by dogs. They in turn excrete on the pavements of the city, which excretes black waste into the sea, on whose shores grow beautiful flowers, which in turn excrete worms and insects. The only thing that doesn’t get passed here is the possibility of finding horse's eye among the gastronomic specialties of a luxury restaurant. The mirrors are covered in vomit and the poop is beet red. Verhoeven off the leash here reminds me of a combination of beatnik non-conformists with seventies exploitation (the latter thanks in particular to a wild handheld camera), and it's terrible fun. Somehow they're all there (quite knowingly) for the rollercoaster ride. I'm intrigued that this cliché of the torn narcissistic artist hasn't changed much in the intervening years, because a lot of the guys I know from the Academy of Visual Arts are exactly these kinds of pricks surrounding themselves with overgrown kids, which they then realize themselves on.
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Paul Verhoeven showed long before he came to Hollywood that he could make great films, just as Rutger Hauer showed that he was a great actor who was willing to do more than others. And to also show more. Here, it's shown that nudity is entirely natural and serves a purpose in the film, beautifully presented in a depressingly poignant manner.
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