This is basically a two character battle of the sexes film that's presented in a very groovy way.
Dagmar Lassandar is the press officer in a large company who happens to require some files from the boss himself, played by concertina headed Philipe Leroy. After discussing Leroy's portraits of various diseases, he drugs Dagmar and the fun begins.
Turns out Leroy is crazy macho and reckons that the female species half of the human race is trying to eradicate the male side and in order to redress the balance he's got to kill women all the time for kicks, and Dagmar is next!
This all sounds rather straightforward, but this film is totally off- kilter from the start. Leroy kidnaps Dagmar and such like, but then goes on to have a rubber scale model of himself sexually attack Dagmar! His entire house is freaky-weird, from his half-room that opens up onto Dagmar's to his faux-dominatrix dummies and voice-over star sign analysts, this Leroy is like one of them rich playboys who don't realise what you can do with an unwilling woman you can do with yer hand, and a wummin can make her own choices, right?
This is also a bizarrely feminist film if you can stand to watch it all the way through, although the bit where Dagmar gives Leroy a chewie while a train load of women playing saxophone etc sails by may be layering on the imagery a bit heavy. It's a good film, this one. It doesn't have to be strange, to be strange.
Dagmar Lassandar is the press officer in a large company who happens to require some files from the boss himself, played by concertina headed Philipe Leroy. After discussing Leroy's portraits of various diseases, he drugs Dagmar and the fun begins.
Turns out Leroy is crazy macho and reckons that the female species half of the human race is trying to eradicate the male side and in order to redress the balance he's got to kill women all the time for kicks, and Dagmar is next!
This all sounds rather straightforward, but this film is totally off- kilter from the start. Leroy kidnaps Dagmar and such like, but then goes on to have a rubber scale model of himself sexually attack Dagmar! His entire house is freaky-weird, from his half-room that opens up onto Dagmar's to his faux-dominatrix dummies and voice-over star sign analysts, this Leroy is like one of them rich playboys who don't realise what you can do with an unwilling woman you can do with yer hand, and a wummin can make her own choices, right?
This is also a bizarrely feminist film if you can stand to watch it all the way through, although the bit where Dagmar gives Leroy a chewie while a train load of women playing saxophone etc sails by may be layering on the imagery a bit heavy. It's a good film, this one. It doesn't have to be strange, to be strange.