Goddess of Love is about A mentally unstable woman begins a volatile descent into madness when she suspects her lover has left her for another woman.
Co-written by it's star Alexis Kendra, Goddess of Love is a showcase of her skills as well as that of cinematographer/director Jon Knautz. It's a psychosexual thriller that is a fair bit pretentious with scenes that play out more like acting workshops and shots that linger a little too long for the sake of just being purty. Unfortunately, it's a pretentiousness that is kind of earned as overall this is a finely acted, very well shot film.
What my issue is with the film is that it does nothing new with the urban paranoia thriller. This has Polanski's neurotic stench ridden all over it and that was off putting for me. Personally i preferred this film when the lead was Zoe Lund and the catharsis at hand was an automatic pistol and not just a crack pipe.
As it is, Goddess of Love as an experience is much like it's protagonist in that it's hard to get along with, but you feel inclined to anyway by the end. It's far better than the majority of horror thrillers of equal size, but it doesn't do enough to connect with a modern audience. In 1965, this would have been a triumph. In 2015, it's black comedy was way dated and the tropes were too overexposed and finally, it said nothing about the world it was made in at the time, even to the point of reducing the ever increasing American homeless to a lazy framing device, all in the service of telling the tired tale of a white metropolitan girl's battle with chronic (insert screenwriter's favourite personal problem here).
Any who, it's still well made and well acted and you can't take that away from Goddess of Love. That's got to count for something i guess.
Co-written by it's star Alexis Kendra, Goddess of Love is a showcase of her skills as well as that of cinematographer/director Jon Knautz. It's a psychosexual thriller that is a fair bit pretentious with scenes that play out more like acting workshops and shots that linger a little too long for the sake of just being purty. Unfortunately, it's a pretentiousness that is kind of earned as overall this is a finely acted, very well shot film.
What my issue is with the film is that it does nothing new with the urban paranoia thriller. This has Polanski's neurotic stench ridden all over it and that was off putting for me. Personally i preferred this film when the lead was Zoe Lund and the catharsis at hand was an automatic pistol and not just a crack pipe.
As it is, Goddess of Love as an experience is much like it's protagonist in that it's hard to get along with, but you feel inclined to anyway by the end. It's far better than the majority of horror thrillers of equal size, but it doesn't do enough to connect with a modern audience. In 1965, this would have been a triumph. In 2015, it's black comedy was way dated and the tropes were too overexposed and finally, it said nothing about the world it was made in at the time, even to the point of reducing the ever increasing American homeless to a lazy framing device, all in the service of telling the tired tale of a white metropolitan girl's battle with chronic (insert screenwriter's favourite personal problem here).
Any who, it's still well made and well acted and you can't take that away from Goddess of Love. That's got to count for something i guess.