1930 was just about the beginning of the modern era of film, though this one felt more like a silent picture that just happened to have some abstruse and lip-sync-esque dialouge every so often, not that it meant anything whatsoever. But however dated from a technical perspective, its subject matter was much naughtier than whatever came out of Hollywood for decades afterwards. Viz.: Cause and effect are unnecessary. So are the bourgeoisie and their lust for themeselves. Still, I like some things to kinda-sorta maybe not be really fucking weird. B-
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