Pesthauch der Menschlichkeit

Marian Dora has got to be the most controversial director out there. This film along with the Desires of Maria D. Delivers on the depravity, mutilations, degradation you can handle. These films are shot similar to Voyage to Agtis. The beginnings are a little slow with some weird crap sprinkled throughout and towards the three quarter mark, it all goes to hell and poo and whatever body fluids were called for. I often wonder where he gets these actors, because man he asks a lot of them.

Quite a hodgepodge we have here, fellas.

I mean there is absolutely no context, no storyline and as far as I can tell, no purpose.

But, a surprisingly good cinematic style. I mean, really well captured shots and interesting camera work. What we capture is of course deeply unpleasant, often unpredictable and downright absurd.

I feel like mentioning that there is one particular scene involving a hand puppet that had me howling with laughter.

They did opt for brevity in keeping this film at around 80 minutes and I do feel that was a good choice. There's only so much of this content you can put upwith as you peak over your covered mouth and furrowed brow.

Marian Dora diles up the bodily fluids, violence and overall quality in what is arguably one of the most morally debatable films from the underground. It's not quite Melancholie der Engel, though, as it lacks the emotional impact of that film. But if you simply are shocked by visual alone then this is the one. It's for the people who had wished the impalement in Cannibal Holocaust was on screen. It's for those who thought there wasn't enough bodily fluids in Debris Documentary. It's for those who wanna learn new ways to slaughter some swine. I think you get the point. Dora does it again without failing.

'Dead Centre of Desire' has been widely interpreted and various reviewers have alluded to Maria D being a play on the Marian Dora (and variations thereof) nom du plume. This might be taking things a bit too far as Dora tends to focus on a psychological aspect / defect of the human "animal". Unlike Melancholia der Engel and in keeping with most of his films neither 'Dead Centre of Desire' nor 'Blight of Humanity' presents themselves as complex cinematic works. The films are in esse someone holding up a camera (well someone who really knows how to get exceptional angles out of an SLR or mobile phone) to a scenario. Time is not wasted on creating a backstory or developing complex characters. The focus is on a scenario which will confront more than entertain. ''Dead Centre of Desire' does have a very distinct atmosphere and a more, dare I say, complex storyline than 'Blight of Humanity'. Dora wrote basic accompanying music which works well with the pace of 'Dead Centre'. The inside ('Dead Centre') vs Outside ('Blight') juxta positioning of the films is very interesting, and the detailed cinematography associated therewith rather beautiful. The raw violent third acts are also shared, but obviously the "human" condition which plays out, plays out consequently to different mental conditions. The films are true underground cinema, true Dora and as such not intended for all audiences. 8/10.

There is nothing much to say to this movie, because there is very little substance to it at all.

The movie barely has 20 sentences of dialog and even these few sentences lack any form of sense or context.

After about 70 percent of the movie is over the depraved and violent scenes start which is just the abuse of the only women in the movie. These scenes could just as easy belong to a fetish porn site and involve a lot of different body fluids and waste.

Other than that there is nothing interesting or unique about this movie.