This filmi is breathtakingly and excruciatingly beautiful.
First and foremost on a cinematographic level, the wood fiber showing under the cracked paint of the windowpanes is beautiful, the properly worn floors are beautiful, it's a smorgasbord. The interiors are painstakingly recreated and they've done such a great job I have no complaint. And check out the shoes :
O, that's right, there's a dead rat there. Not only is Bandaged cinematographically beautiful, it is intellectually beautiful as well. It's the first and as far as I know the only film that does lesbian love credibly. I've known plenty of girls that love girls, but it's never like anything you see on the screen, be it silver, cathodic or LCD. Porn doesn't get it right, sitcoms don't get it right, feminist propaganda masquerading as docucrap doesn't get it right. This film gets it right.
The calipers look scary later on, the atmosphere promises a horrid slasher flick after the first five minutes or so (or at least something a la Hitchcock), there's a violent death and yet... it's all a calm, content and satisfying rendition of The English Patient as it should have been. That garbage raked in the Oscars and you've probably never heard of this gem - sufficient reason in my eyes for all contemporary culture to just go away. It fails, universally, completely and beyond possible repair and the proof can be found a million billion places including here.
A must see, indubitably.———
- Bandaged, 2009, by Maria Beatty with Janna Lisa Dombrowsky, Martine Erhel and Hans Piesbergen. [↩]