I've come out of the last Roman Polanski movie in blue ecstasy;although I consider Polanski the best director ever, I believe I'm not biased in the way I feel about each one of his movies(and I have no problem to say that Bitter Moon was his only film I found mediocre, if not bad).Venus in furs is an impressive film;set in a stage in the margin of the world-we come inside leaving behind an empty rainy Paris-it enacts masterfully an interplay between the two characters, excellent both in the incarnations of the roles inside the roles the plot calls for, and without noticing, as we are totally absorbed by the play we've been watching, we come to face our precious little selves naked;through laughters we come to feel grief; through passion here waits death in the corner.Unfortunately, I can not say more without ruining the film's real power;Polanski is a genius in the way he tells cinematically what he has to say and in my opinion what he says here feels like a kind of testament.A spell to ward off the darkness?
Review of Venus in Fur
