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Salo O Le Giornate Di Sodoma (Salo, or the 120 Days of Sodom) (1975)
SALO, or THE 120 DAYS OF SODOM
Masters Storytellers Male victims Female victims Daughters Militia Collaborators Servants Written and directed by Northern Italy, during the Nazi-Fascist occupation ANTE INFERNO Your Excellency President Your Grace All things are good when taken to excess Come on, let's go Where are you going? Claudio! Your scarf, my son! Sorry, we're obeying orders Marrying each others' daughters will seal our destinies for ever President, take as your lawful spouse His Excellency's daughter, Tatiana President, I will marry your daughter, Susy Your Excellency and my brother the Bishop will marry my daughters The preparations for our undertaking are completed In puberty's ambush, maidens bloom, all unaware of impending doom They listen to the radio, drink tea, unaware they will lose their liberty Bourgeois recoil not from slaughter though victim be son and daughter -What's this one's name? -Claudio Cicchetti -What is your name? -Franco I knew you'd consider him A girl helped us catch him The fool thought he was in for romance, and ended up in a sack -What is your name? -Sergio Shouldn't we inspect them? Trousers down, shirts up That will do Lamberto Gobbi Carlo Porro Umberto Chessari... just look at him, gentlemen I waited two whole weeks to ambush him ...and this is Ferruccio Tonna, from Castelfranco From a subversive family The one with the curly hair, Tonino Orlando I know him I've waited two long years for him Your Excellency, please help me His father was a senior judge, like myself A southerner, aren't you? Don't expect me to deflower you. In time we will decide.. ...who will do you that delightful honour That's right, Tonino Eva, come along Try to behave yourself Come, no one will harm you Show these nice gentlemen all your hidden charms What a beauty A delicious bum, solid yet bouncy Tits to revive a dying cripple Bring us another one Signora Castelli, your turn. The gentlemen are waiting Please let me go home Albertina's father is a professor in Bologna To slip her out of the convent school we had to convince two nuns You'll prefer us to the sisters, won't you? I don't know yet, sir Very well, undress her Just a moment We didn't notice her blemish. She's a pretty virgin, too Don't you disgrace me, I know your little tricks We waited until she came out with her mother... ...pushed the mother into the river, where the damned fool drowned... ...right before this angel's eyes There were nine boys, now only eight Anyone know the difference between "8", "no-no", and the family? What's the difference? "8" is twice four, "no-no" is twice not for -What about the family? -They're fine, thank you Everything is prepared according to your wishes You herded, feeble creatures, destined for our pleasure Don't expect to find here the freedom granted in the outside world You are beyond reach of any "legality" No one knows you are here As far as the world goes, you are already dead These are the laws which will govern your lives "At six p.m., the company will assemble in the "Hall of Orgies"... "... where our Storytellers... "...will tell us stories, each with a particular theme "Our friends have the right to interrupt at any moment "The purpose of the stories is to inflame lust; all will be permitted "After dinner, the gentlemen will conduct the so-called orgies "The Great Hall will be adequately heated "Participants, appropriatedly dressed... "...will lie on the floor like animals... "...they will intermingle... "...copulate indescriminately, incestuously and sodomistically "That will be the daily procedure" No servants here! "Any man caught in flagrante delicto with a woman... "...will be punished by the loss of a limb "The slightest religious act by anyone will be punished... "...by death" CIRCLE OF MANIAS I was born at a girls' boarding school, where my mother was a servant One day, my sister asked if I knew Professor Gentile "Well, look outside, he's waiting for you... "...to show you something he's shown me" She said: "Don't run away "He'll give you some money" I ran out to meet him. I couldn't believe it -"Where are you going?" -"To put away the chairs, Professor" "Your sister will do that. I'll show you something you've never seen" I followed him into a room He took his huge penis from out of his trousers and began to masturbate "Have you ever seen the like? "I've shown your sister and girls of your age "Give me a hand. Provoke the semen from which we're all created "I'll make it spurt on your face "This is my sole passion, my child... "...and you are about to see it" At that very moment... ...l was immersed in a white jet, drenching me from head to toe You mustn't omit any detail... ...otherwise your stories will not arouse us sufficiently I know I was urged to give every detail... ...every particular, even the slightest... ...that may illuminate the human passion I've not overlooked anything You haven't given us details about the size of the Professor's penis... ...or the nature, the consistency of his emisssion Did you fondle his genitals, did he oblige you to do so? Dear Signora Vaccari, more clarity From now on I shall conceal nothing. May I continue? Time the staff of my old age had some fun Shortly after my seventh birthday... ...l took a girl friend to see the Professor One of his colleagues was with him. They drew me inside Looking at me, one said to the other: "Goffredo, didn't I tell you she was a little beauty?" "She is a rare little jewel", replied Goffredo Then he took me onto his lap and gave me a kiss -"How old are you?" -"Seven, Professor" "You are fifty years younger than me" Then he gave me another kiss Meanwhile, the other prepared some kind of strange syrup They made me drink it, saying: "It will make you pee" "All we want of you, dear child, is that you urinate "And that you do that with me, alone together" I want this miserable boy punished severely We are at your service He had the insolence to pull away from me You can choose one of ours No, thank you It would take too much to satisfy me now A moment ago, only the slightest effort would suffice, but now... You know to what we're driven by frustrated desire All I ask of you... ...is exemplary punishment for this bastard My Lord, I feel ready to satisfy you I need no instruction No, let me be There are a thousand occasions when one does not desire a woman's anus I'll wait. Let Signora Vaccari continue her story Everything was so arranged that he swallowed every drop of my piss At that moment his penis, overcome by victory... ...cried tears of blood over me Then, passion consumed, the Professor seemed to realize... ...his idol no longer inspired such religious fervour Without ado, he put ten lire in my apron pocket and pushed me out The boy's hopeless at masturbation, he needs a lesson You'd think he'd never seen a man's tool Well, friends... ...Signora Vaccari will turn them into first-class whores Nothing is more contagious than evil You are mistaken, Your Excellency Some can do evil only when passion drives them to it They are always unhappy, regretting the evils of the previous night Umberto, Franco... what do you say? Handsome Efisio, it's my turn On the Peratibridge A black flag flies The mourning of the Julian regiment that goes to war The best young men lie under the earth The gentleman are not satisfied with you The first thing you must learn is how to hold it Go on Up and down Squeeze it harder... ...and stroke beneath with the other hand Slut! See how it's done There were nine girls, now only eight Here's a number eight story It's about a man who had a friend named Six-times-eight Going home in the blackout one night they lost each other Our man tried to find his friend, looking everywhere At last he thought he saw something in the darkness He was overjoyed, thinking he had found his friend -He cried: "Six-times-eight!" -"Forty-eight", came the reply Music! Signora Vaccari will tell us another story... ...to stimulate us for another skirmish I was nine when my sister took me to Milan to meet Signora Calzetti She examined me and asked if I wanted to work for her I said I would, if the pay was good My first client, a stout man named Vaccari, looked me over carefully At once I showed him my pussy, which I thought was very special He covered his eyes: "Out of the question "I'm not interested in your vagina, cover it up" He covered me up, making me lie down He said: "All these little whores know is to flaunt their vaginas "Now I'll have to recover from that disgusting sight" He wrapped me in a sheet, like a mummy... ...leaving only my behind uncovered He caressed it gently, opened and closed the cheeks... ...began to suck it greedlily Then he carefully... ...put his member between my buttocks, his movements became frenzied "Such an adorable behind, the sweet little anus. Now I'll anoint it" He said that three or four times I never saw him again Your first client... ...had an idea of women that most of us do not share Homage to the rear temple... ...is more fervent than the other I put this question to the company How can we determine the true inclination of a boy or girl? Their best part, in other words I believe by masturbation of the requisite body areas Let's take the youngsters about whom we have doubts... ...and take them aside to verify Observing, with equal passion and apathy, Guido and Vaccari... ...masturbating the two bodies which belong to us... ...inspires a number of interesting reflections Would you care to elaborate, dear Duke? We Fascists are the only true anarchists Naturally... ...once we've become masters of the state, true anarchy is that of power However, look at their obscene gestures... ...like deaf-mute language... ...with a code none of us can break, no matter how great our power There is nothing to be done We must restrict our impulses to a single gesture He came. Now he is a man Little Sergio, we're proud of you -She's a woman now -Our first couple has been formed Sergio, you've proved you're a man She is your prize Come forward Appreciate the goodwill of these gentlemen... ...who allow you to enjoy such a great privilege... ...we will solemnize your marriage What a fine thing What a whore Get out, you sluts! Let us resume the ceremony Will you, Sergio... ...take Renata for your wife? I pronounce you man and wife Clear off, all of you! If you salute him, then you are bound If you are for him, if you are sound Then you must join up, honour bound Lustily! Aren't you newlyweds? Give rein to your feelings Get busy, idiot No! That flower is reserved for us The principle of all greatness on earth... ...has long been bathed in blood My friends, if memory does not betray me: "Without bloodshed, there is no forgiveness "No forgiveness without bloodshed". Baudelaire Excellency, the expression is not to be found in Baudelaire... ...but in Nietzsche's The Genealogy of Morals It is neither from Baudelaire nor Nietzsche... ...nor in Saint Paul's Epistle to the Romans It's Dada Sing me that sweet melody l loved so much, that goes da-da Delicious creature, do you want my dirty underpants? My old underpants. What incomparable refinement You see how sensitive I am to the value of things Little angel, my greatest desire is to grant your wish You know I respect all tastes and whims However baroque, all deserve to be respected Because we're not their masters, even the most bizarre manias... ...derive from a basic principle of refinement Yes, old buggers, it's a question of delicacy One day Madam sent me to another libertine He took me to a room with a splendid Chinese carpet After making me undress, he ordered me on all fours, like an animal Having stroked my head two or three times... ...he said: "I want to see if you're as quick as my dogs" He threw two chestnuts across the room... ...saying: "Good bitch, fetch!" I thought it best to go along with the game You have two beautiful eyes... then look Piss "Filthy muck, putrid bitch", he shouted, approaching me Then he ejaculated over my back Then he left I dressed... ...and discovered 25,000 lire in my coat Eat! Your Excellency, are you convinced? It is when I see others degraded that I rejoice... ...knowing it is better to be me than the scum of "the people" Whenever men are equal, without that difference, happiness cannot exist So you wouldn't aid the humble, the unhappy In all the world... ...no voluptuousness flatters the senses more than social privilege My next story is about the mania of Minister Missiroli I went to the Minister's office at ten one morning The moment I entered, the doors closed "What are you doing here, you little bitch? "Who gave you permission to disturb me?" I hadn't been warned of what would happen... ...so I was frightened by the welcome I can't take any more He tore off my clothes, shredded them... ...and threw them into the fire Then he stretched out seemingly semi-conscious... ...in a chair... ...and ejaculated... ...making his sperm fall upon the charred remains of my clothes CIRCLE OF SHI Don't you think, Signora Maggi... ...that before your stories, you should show us your best part? With the greatest of pleasure These buttocks merit our attention I have seldom seen better Very kind of you to say so We thank you. Please begin I see that you gentlemen esteem the rear end... ...so I shall devote my stories to this subject My story will interest you all... ...especially our dear President; it concerns a particular mania... ...his dearest caprice, which 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 shit 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 I've finished The limitation of love is that you need an accomplice Your friend will know the libertine's refinement... ...is being executioner and victim My sister knew an official in the Controller's office A little pig-like man, with a disgusting face A chamberpot was arranged... ...for two to sit on, back to back, and relieve themselves simultaneously He stirred it with his fingers, and swallowed it My sister told me... ...he'd only to see her dirty arse and he ejaculated Did your sister have a pretty backside? You must judge by this. A famous painter... ...was commissioned to paint a Venus with a splendid backside He selected her as his model after many weeks... ...looking at hundreds of behinds throughout ltaly How old was she then? Fifteen, Duke Why don't you arrange a competition to find the nicest bottom here? I'll do that. I'm an expert Your Excellency, doesn't this situation suggest anything to you? It might -Aren't you ready? -Just a moment The act of the sodomite signifies the death of the human species Ambiguously accepting social standards while transgressing them More monstrous than the act of the sodomite... ...is the act of the executioner True, but the act of the sodomite can be repeated again and again I think there is a way to repeat the act of the executioner Turn off the lights Here is my masterpiece I have a proposal to make We have not yet decided on the winner's prize... ...for the best bottom Here is my proposal He or she whose bottom is judged the best... ...will be killed immediately Agreed This way we'll be impartial, not knowing whose bottom we are viewing -A shrewd observation -Thank you, Your Excellency For if we knew we were looking at a boy rather than a girl... ...we might be influenced in making our decision We must be completely free in our choice A clever trap I wish to avoid When one prefers men, it is difficult to change one's perspective The difference between a boy and a girl is enormous One cannot consider what is obviously inferior But if we consider all the stories we have heard... ...in certain cases a girl might be preferable to a boy Let us try to remain objective Look at the elasticity of those buttocks There can be no question here Allow me, Duke I don't wish to contradict, but may I re-examine a most impressive one? We'll be delighted to grant your request I don't think the heaviness of these buttocks... ...can be compared to the most beautiful we have here However, I will yield to the opinion of the majority I vote for the Duke's candidate My vote goes to the Duke's candidate Dear President, three votes to one I bow to the majority But I request that my candidate be reserved for me to deflower Granted We'll reveal this mystery Fire! You must be stupid to think that death would be so easy Don't you know we intend to kill you a thousand times? To the end of eternity, if eternity can have an end Once I had a very mysterious client His mania was closely related to... ...the subject of Signora Castelli's stories, for which I apologize The man wanted only women... ...who had been condemned to death The closer they were to death, the more he would pay He would visit them when the sentence had been pronounced Thanks to his exalted social status, enabling him to pay the price... ...not a single one escaped him He did not possess them casually He insisted on inspecting their rumps and that they defecated before him He was convinced that the tastiest faeces... ...were those of women who had just heard the sentence of death CIRCLE OF BLOOD Your Reverence, I am ready We want a marvellous wedding The President wishes to be first, he is the most randy You whoresons! What is this, a mortuary? These parasites do nothing for this festive day Do anything you like. Laugh, all of you Go on, idiots, show how happy you are Go on, laugh Why aren't you yelling forjoy? Go on, sing! You two, what are you doing? Excellency, note their names If you like to whimper, we'll make you, for your last few days Shouldn't you have paid your bills, Monsieur Royale? Of course, Monsieur Juju Shouldn't you also pay mine? Why so? Because two and two make four and I'm broke Earn some money -How do I do that? -Through manual labour I don't know how Then become an actor That's difficult Try to write then; all you have to write... ...is any old thing Are you crazy? I have a duty to perform; I'll return later Your friend here is ready whenever you are -Please, may I speak to you? -Of course, my dear What will you do to me? Talk about that tomorrow; many things will be decided then I know a secret. Someone is violating your law Graziella had a photograph under her pillow Give me that photograph Spare me and I'll tell you what Eva and Antoniska do They're breaking your laws Don't kill me. I have secrets to tell you Speak, dirty whore! Every night Ezio goes to the black servant girl I can take you there Queers! You make me puke Those who are named will wear a sky blue ribbon You can imagine what that means Others, if they collaborate, are reprieved. They will return to Salo What are you going to do to us? You'll soon know the gravity of your crimes The main character... ...figured in a number of the previous stories He is forty, very powerfully built... ...with a member like a stallion He is enormously rich, very powerful, very cruel A heart of stone He owns a house near Milan, which he uses exclusively for his pleasure At his parties, at least fifteen young girls are present... ...aged from fifteen to seventeen Those who are chosen must present themsleves completely naked He touches them, caresses them, examines them... ...then makes them defecate into his mouth, but he does not swallow it After these first rituals, with fearsome gravity... ...he brands each girl on the shoulder... ...burning a number into their tender flesh After these preliminaries, he opens the window... ...and places a girl standing in the middle of the room, facing the window Then gives such a powerful kick to her behind... ...that the poor thing flies across the room... ...through the window and vanishes into a dark cellar Our hero is familiar not only with Nietzsche, but Huysmans as well In the cellar, a masked executioner with the devil's emblems... ...presides gravely over the horrible machines When all the girls are in the cellar, our hero... ...is highly aroused, having so many contacts without once ejaculating Naked, his huge member jutting from his belly Now all the machines have begun to function... ...all tortures at once, with terrifyingly loud screeching The first apparatus is a huge wheel with razor blades... ...to which is bound a girl to be flayed alive Another has a live rat sewed inside her vagina Oh Lord, why hast thou foresaken us? A rationalperson... ...is not content to kill the same person He would recommend murdering as many as possible Umberto, come here Bravo, always ready What does a Bolshevik do when he dives into the Red Sea? You don't know what a Bolshevik does? No, tell me He goes splash! Poetry Corner. Ezra Pound. The Cantos Canto 99 The whole tribe is from one man's body What other way can you think of it? The surname and the nine arts The father's word is compassion The son's, devotion Small birds sing in chorus. Harmony is in the proportion of branches The gay face of spring is set before the world The sharpness of winter now flees defeated In various apparel Flora reigns And in the euphony of the woods... ...she is hymned in song Can you dance? Let's try -What's your girlfriend's name? -Margherita - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - |
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