After its end, easy to define it as a masterpiece. And the motives are so many than you can reduce them to cast - Jeanne Moreau , Franco Nero, Laurent Malet or, off course, Brad davis, to the illustration of the perspective about homosexuality of Jean Genet , to the touch, so obvious to bsessive, of Tom of Finland art , to the poetry, in bitter sparkles or to the crazness of Rainer Werner Fassbinder.
In same measure, it is far to be a film for you like or love it but for see it, time by time, having the feeling than you see it , always, the first time.
It is a film making you, for less two hours, its prisoner. For themes, ambiguity , dialogue, who, at first, sounds so forced, for the music, scenes and portraits of characters, for decisions and vulnerabilities , exposed so simple.
In short, a masterpiece. One far to be easy to define, enough being to feel it.
In same measure, it is far to be a film for you like or love it but for see it, time by time, having the feeling than you see it , always, the first time.
It is a film making you, for less two hours, its prisoner. For themes, ambiguity , dialogue, who, at first, sounds so forced, for the music, scenes and portraits of characters, for decisions and vulnerabilities , exposed so simple.
In short, a masterpiece. One far to be easy to define, enough being to feel it.