Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom Page #3

Synopsis: Nazi-Fascist Northern Italy, 1943-44. Four senior members of government, aided by henchmen and Nazi soldiers, kidnap a group of young men and women. They hold them for 120 days, subjecting them to all manner of torture, perversion and degradation.
Genre: Drama, Horror, War
Director(s): Pier Paolo Pasolini
Production: Water Bearer Films Inc.
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
6.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
73%
NOT RATED
Year:
1975
117 min
5,757 Views


enabled me to make his acquaintance

Conceal my turpitudes from

these innocents

Enough. I am eager to hear

Signora Maggi's voice

My childhood years were spent in

endowing my body with the capacity...

...to satisfy the basest,

most outrageous desires

I soon became expert in that

difficult task...

...and my fame spread throughout

ltaly

My clients included many

celebrities...

...and to them I gave the best

of myself

My first story concerns a most

curious episode in my life

Signora Evola, the Madam

I worked for...

...sent me to a client after feeding

me a large laxative-spiced meal

The client was an old

Carabinieri General

He made me undress him and

put a nappy on him

I was used to such fixations,

I was ready to help him

Suddenly, my bowels rebelled and he

ordered me to relieve myself...

...which I did without embarrassment

He made me dip my fingers in

the excrement...

...and feed it to him like a baby

He swallowed everything, imitating

the cries of a baby...

...and ejaculated into his nappy

I knew a man capable of quite diverse

refinements of the sort

We expect only the best tales of you

My next story took place in Verona

I was told that the client

waiting at a hotel...

...was an old nobleman,

notorious for his depravity

My curiosity was immense

That evening my mother was more

intolerant than usual

She pleaded with me not to go

I couldn't resist the temptation,

so I killed her

The only thing to do

The excitement awaiting you was

supreme...

...meriting the utmost sacrifice

It's folly to say one owes

anything to one's mother

Must we be grateful for her having

pleasure with a man?

That should have been enough

reward for her

Long ago, I was cursed with

a mother...

...who aroused the same feelings

you felt for yours

As soon as I could, I sent her

to the next world

It was a profound pleasure when she

closed her eyes for the last time

Why is that child crying?

Your words remind her of her mother

Her mother died trying to protect her

Splendid!

It's your mother you're crying for?

Come here, let me console you

Come back to Papa's arms

He'll sing you another lullaby

What an opportunity you offer me

Signora Maggi's story merits

immediate re-enactment

I beg you to have mercy on

my suffering

My mother died for me and

I'll never see her again

Undress her immediately

Kill me! God will take pity on me!

Don't dishonour me!

This howling is the most exciting

thing I've ever heard

Kill me! Free me from this torment,

seeing and hearing such horrors!

You all heard her call on God

Your Excellency, enter her name

in the Penal Register...

...for a terrible punishment

Do away with me, so that

I can be with my mother

You will be punished and deflowered

when we decide the time is ripe

Don't think your tears restrain my

desire; they make me more ruthless

Come here, my child, it's ready

On your knees!

Go on!

Eat it

That stupid girl's making a scene

over such a delicacy

A friend insisted that all the

excrement he ate every day...

...come from a beggar woman, so it

would be more putrid and delicious

I found an old woman of seventy

for him

Spoiled food can provoke

excellent diarrhoea

The subject should eat hastily, at

odd hours, to overload the stomach

We must try that at once

Dear President

I am eager to know how you

first met Signora Maggi

She will tell you after His Honour

has married his Sergio

Then you'll laugh at my expense

I won't deprive you of that pleasure

Today's story demands a revision

of our rules

If we wish to enjoy the fruit...

...of our stay within these walls...

...let us revise some of our rules

For example, we put containers in the

latrines to collect all excrement...

...so that nothing goes to waste

Let's follow Signora Maggi's example,

giving our dear President...

...the joy of seeing his dream

come true

Good day, Signora Castelli

I'm sorry, we'll be ready in a moment

I've come to make sure

The chamberpots, quick!

You know the rules!

Tell me your name!

I couldn't help it, with the muck

we're given to eat

Your name?

It's Doris, the most undisciplined

of our girls

She will be company for those

already listed here

-Whose is this?

-Mine. Help yourself

Is that how you obey our rules,

impertinent brat?

Show me this boy's arse

You even dared to wipe yourself.

You'll get what you deserve

We're ready...

...but preparing this one meant that

I couldn't watch these rogues

There is no evasion

Unless the German people fall...

...we are prepared for any

eventuality ...

...to save a human soul,

even in this part of Africa

We are happy to carry out

your every command

Those I considered the most

capable...

...were fed appropriately

Thus as this solemn wedding feast we

shall enjoy the greatest delicacy

Our girls abstained from relieving

themselves all day...

...in compliance with your decree...

...that we produce this for you

Let the rite begin

Our guide restored the divine

character of monstrosity...

...thanks to reiterated actions,

that is to say:
rites

No more intoxicating desire exists...

...endowing you with the vigour...

...to meet the challenge awaiting you

Eat, my exquisite bride

You must prepare for our night

of love

Nothing's worse than a breath

without odour

I can't do it

Offer it to the Madonna

Do this

Say:
"I can't eat rice with

my fingers like this"

Then eat sh*t

I refer, as you will have guessed...

...to our illustrious President

After having satisfied him...

...I was impressed by such special

tastes in one so young

Tastes that will become clearer later

Liberated from my mother...

...I found life rich in all

its delights

One day Madam presented me to

the libertine in question

His passion will strike you

as somewhat unusual

The scene took place in his house.

I was shown into a darkened room

I saw a man lying on the bed...

...and a coffin in the middle

of the room

"You see before you...", he said...

"...a man on his deathbed...

"...but he doesn't want to close

his eyes...

"...without making a last homage to

the object of his adoration

"I adore the behind

"Although I am dying, I wish to die

kissing one

"When life has left my body...

"...place me in the coffin...

"...wrap me in my shroud and

close the coffin lid

"I insist that you observe my orders

to the letter

"In this supreme moment with the

sole object of my lewd desire

"Come quickly!"

He went on, his voice broken, sobbing

"Hurry! I am at death's door"

So I went to him and showed him

my backside

"Oh, what a marvellous arse

"Having seen this, my life can end.

I've never seen one as alluring"

He fondled it, opened it

He played with it, kissed it, just as

would the healthiest of men

He made me relieve myself of all

that was in my bowels

I was not at all embarrassed

"Now it is the time for me to die.

The supreme moment has come"

As he said that, he gave

a profound sigh

Piss over me

I can't, it won't come

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Pier Paolo Pasolini

Pier Paolo Pasolini (Italian: [ˈpjɛr ˈpaːolo pazoˈliːni]; 5 March 1922 – 2 November 1975) was an Italian film director, poet, writer, and intellectual. Pasolini also distinguished himself as an actor, journalist, novelist, playwright, and political figure. He remains a controversial personality in Italy due to his blunt style and the focus of some of his works on taboo sexual matters, but he is an established major figure in European literature and cinematic arts. His murder prompted an outcry in Italy and its circumstances continue to be a matter of heated debate. more…

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