Diary Entry forQuerelle
sou muito burro mesmo pq n entendi muita coisa q se passava nesse filme mas depois li umas reviews explicando e agora entendi. a ambientação e tudo ali parece um sonho, algo irreal, e acredito ter sido isso que me pegou um pouco. gostei bastante de acompanhar o querelle e de tentar entender oq se passava na mente dele, que era tão confusa mas ao mesmo tempo tão compreensível. acho q isso é um detalhe que nem todos vão entender. por fim, não acho q seja um filme ruim, e sim diferente do que estava acostumado. apesar de tudo valeu a pena ter apertado o play.
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Querelle
One gorgeously lit verse after another, held forth from various Toms of various Finlands on a stage glistening from every angle and intent on every movement. A pure cinematic space floating on deadpan soliloquies to cockles of the heart or hardness of the cock or possibly the rest of it but most certainly the end of it. "Fever" and "dream" bundled together don't attest to the precision, addressing the viewer with all the assertion of a switchblade.
Querelle
Beautifully erotic, this film looks and feels like a provocative Tom of Finland work that has lept from page to screen. The homoeroticism, the sensual violence, the repression of desire. All boldly put on display here without having to say much within the text at all...it's masterful.
Querelle
🎵"each man kills the thing he loves. da da da, da da da."🎵 The air is thick with homoerotic tension and warm masculine violence, even the setting is phallic. The performances carry a weight of theatrical poetics, it often feels like a verbal jousting is at play as each line is delivered with a campy and yet deadly serious gravitas. As advertised the film is a magical mix of sexuality and violence, only heightened by the isolation of life at sea. In particular the raging masculinity of the navy gives way to the unapologetic exploration of the femme and the queer. Despite the homoerotics, or maybe because of them, there is an inescapable and suffocating air of solitude that follows the sailors pictured. Hugs are accompanied by punches, deadly stab wounds are followed by kisses, sex and violence become indistinguishable from each other. Sexual encounters at times carry the dramatic tension more fitting for a revolver duel in a western. Violence plays a large role in Querelle's exploration of self and in his view of love and sex. It is telling that he finally finds the comfort he is seeking in a man who is as violent as he. There is a chasm where gentle loving should be, a hole created by the violence of masculinity, and filled only by a thirst for violence and the casualness of the sexual encounters. As even his most sincere encounters with love self destruct moments after he appreciates them. TLDR; be gay do crime
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