Shady poetry, all crimson and women’s legs as Pierre Molinier loved it – this poetry died with him a few days ago. This picture was finished. Sexual obsession is a strength just as any other, more pure and more violent than most. Nothing else but what goes against our own nature should be hated.
One of the very few films made by Etienne O'Leary, all of which emerged from the French underground circa 1968 and can be very loosely designated 'diary films.' Like the contemporaneous films by O'Leary's more famous friend Pierre Clementi, they trippily document the drug-drenched hedonism of that...
The film is a series of images, shown in short takes (anywhere from a few frames to 30 seconds), of more or less fetishistic imagery (something Bouyxou was particularly fond of). After a credit and title sequence written on naked human flesh, the viewer sees the brilliant Molinier standing...
Pierre Molinier used in this rare film the moving image, in continuation of his photographic work. The multiplication of fragments of his transvestite body, eroticized, produces a phantasmagoria of disturbing and fascinating creatures.
