In my limited knowledge, there has never been a movie that only passes through two actors and one scene, which is so heartwarming and incisive.
The aloof director and the vulgar and poor heroine, the noble and glamorous heroine and the pug-like male servant, waiting for the new man and the mocking Venus. Being stepped on by a pair of brand-new leather shoes, I lingered on, and my heart was happy.
Love, SM, human nature, inadvertently, flow smoothly.
The ending leads: God punished the man, so he gave the woman to the man.
Hats off to a work of art, Polanski's Venus in Furs.
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