“Srpski film” / “A Serbian Film” (2010) Starring Srdjan Todorovic, Sergej Trifunovic, Jelena Gavrilovic, Katrina Zutic, Ana Sakic. Written by Srdjan Spasojevic & Aleksandar Radivojevic. Directed by Srdjan Spasojevic. Is there anything more repellent than the attempted sugar-coating of diseased depravity under the guise of pseudo-intellectualized excuse making? Milos (Srdjan Todoroviv), a former porn actor of high reputation, is approached by Lejla (Katarina Zutic), a former professional associate, with an outrageously lucrative offer to make an “artistic” piece of pornography, the nature of which is, quite obviously to anyone who has even heard the phrase “torture porn”, dangerously mysterious. Being the happy example of domestic tranquility that he is (home life for Milos is shown to consist of his young son watching Dad in action in a sex video, while his wife blissfully requests a spontaneous eruption of violently frenzied rough sex bordering on rape with her spouse so that she might enjoy the technique with which Milos accommodated his video partners, an odd request since the myriad examples of staged fornication we are shown present Milos as the most disengaged of sexual partners), Milos willingly accepts the job, through no legitimate incentive save the necessity in putting him (and by extension, us) into the middle of the increasingly repulsive action, as even the financial compensation offered scarcely offsets the stunningly obvious warning signs that the situation is to be avoided at all costs, nor can it compensate for the fact that his shadowy benefactor Vukmir (Sergej Trifunovic) and his sinister minions, are quite clearly unhinged. However…
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As a matter of warped pride, I’ve made it a point to see every horror film possible; so I spent months scouring the earth looking for this particular one. Egad! What a mistake. I happen to enjoy watching nihilistic snapshots now and then; but as you deftly point out, A Serbian Film is really just frame after brutal frame of human savagery and perversion. My critique may be only slightly less harsh than yours, although only because I did sympathize with Milos, our so-called protagonist, if only for his clinical Narcissism and sheer stupidity, albeit only briefly. When people ask me about the show, I tell them that I left the film wanting desperately to cleanse my eyeballs. With bleach. And warn that we can never un-see that which has been seen.
Sounds like a lot of unappealing rubbish, posing as ‘Art House.’
Regards, Pete.