Review: Marquis de Sade: Justine
Set in 18th century France, Romina Power
and Maria Rohm play Justine and Juliet, sisters forced to leave their convent
after their mother dies and their father basically abandons them in financial
ruin. Juliet finds employment and shelter in a brothel, whilst Justine goes it
alone and encounters a series of mostly users and abusers. Akim Tamiroff is the
first such abuser who hires Justine as his servant, Horst Frank is the creepy
Marquis de Bressac, Mercedes McCambridge plays a prisoner, whilst Jack Palance
and Howard Vernon play a members of an Ascetic order who are really just sexual
deviants. Klaus Kinski appears as the Marquis de Sade himself in wraparound
scenes.
When you notice the music and costuming in a Jesus
Franco film, something is clearly amiss. A great cast fails to inject much life
into this lush but fairly boring 2+ hour (in uncut form) costume drama from the
king of zoom lens Spanish sleaze, director Jesus Franco (“99 Women”, “Vampyros
Lesbos”, “Eugenie – The Story of Her Journey into Perversion”).
Franco doesn’t do anything disastrously wrong at the helm, it’s just that no
one’s watching a Jess Franco film looking for serious costume drama and it’s
not really his strength. Romina Power (daughter of Tyrone) is pretty, but Maria
Rohm has the more interesting character to play here and the lack of emphasis
given to that character is a big part of the problem. A film about her
character and evil Horst Frank would’ve been of far more interest to me.
As is, the majority focus is on Power’s character and story, and she’s
comparatively dull, her storyline rather repetitive. Klaus Kinski, meanwhile is
badly wasted in a rather dull wraparound part as de Sade himself.
It’s up to supporting players like Mercedes
McCambridge, Howard Vernon (with Tommy Wiseau hairdo), and Jack Palance to keep
you (barely) awake. Palance overacting a storm in a truly hilariously silly
performance is one of his strangest appearances on screen. It’s a shame then
that it takes so long for Palance and Vernon to even turn up. The final 30
minutes are crazy fun at times and more indicative of its kinky maker than what
precedes it. I’m not saying it’s largely some kind of chaste Disney film, far
from it. However, it’s certainly quite dull, clichéd and fairly anonymous for
the most part. Intermittent kinky fun and a few solid supporting performances
aren’t enough to get past the long dull spots.
The final third is truly bizarro stuff, unfortunately
the majority of this 1969 costume drama are a bit of a boring cliché that any
number of filmmakers could’ve made. Focussing on the wrong sister here proves a
pretty big mistake in particular, but I also just don’t think this was the best
route for Franco to take overall. Franco was at his best (and sometimes worst)
when sticking to his sleazy milieu, at least when staying in his wheelhouse his
films don’t tend to be dull like this one too frequently is. I can’t say I
overly enjoyed this Franco film though the music score by Bruno Nicolai (“Eugenie
– The Story of Her Journey into Perversion”, “Four Flies on Grey Velvet”,
“Caligula”) is choice. The film might actually work best for
non-‘Francophiles’.
Rating: C
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