Sunday, October 05, 2008

Le Sang des bêtes (Blood of the Beasts) by Georges Franju

An almost unbearable poem contrasting the banal by nature and the banal by habit, on the iron curtain between horror and civilization that exists in everyday life, this is a meditation on Man, and not a treatise on the innards of his fellow creatures.

Who says concentration camps weren't there in 1949 (when this film was made), or aren't there today?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I agree.The holocast,the war ,the WMDs continue to exist---in our heart----the UN charter rightly states that war (and associated horrors )exist in the heart of man....and when and how can that change ....the zillion dollar question...