Venus in Furs (1969)


 Ahmed, a millionaire playboy.




                An art dealer named Kapp.




                                                                                   Olga, a fashion photographer.


                                                                                                                  
                                                                                          Her name was Wanda Reed.
I really dug that chick.



...the Riviera Greek Island Yachting Club Crowd. And I wasn’t in her league. But I wanted to be. And it was bugging the life out of me.




Man, it was a wild scene. But if they wanted to go that route, it was their bag.


The narrative dialogue from our hero is a fun bit of late 60s era slang that I got a good kick out of. I like to use it when I write my own shit from time to time.


Getting to the goods, for a moment, Venus in Furs (1969) sets up the basic sexual deviancy, depravity, sadism, and psychopathy that exist within the nouveau riche of Jess Franco’s films. You can see a play on torture and sexual sadism (so very Marquis de Sade) watched by a crowd of onlookers from the wealth and privilege side of the tracks in Jess’ Exorcism. Again in an early surrealistic film, Succubus, where a crowd of wealthy beatniks take in a stage performance where a sadist's torture on a woman and man takes place, applause greeting the performance afterward. Ahmed, pulls his knife, takes a nice stab, and suckles some of Wanda’s blood. Olga had a bull whip handy and, after her and Kapp tore off Wanda’s dress, took to lashing her bare back and chest. Kapp seems more content on taking in the whole scene, getting to rip Wanda’s clothes was perhaps the most enjoyable part of his time during their rape and murder of this young beauty with an allure that captured Jimmy Logan (James Darren; I remember when I first watched this and shouted in my mind, “Hey, that’s one of the scientists in The Time Tunnel!”) the moment he first saw her, and then later washing up on the beach. I like that the film sets this off from the point of view of Jimmy who is totally looking back at what has happened, and this indicates that he’s never been the same since he first laid eyes on Wanda for the first time.


 


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