Roger Ebert's over-the-top condemnation is a good reason to see this great trashterpiece! "sickening, utterly worthless, shameful trash. If it is not the worst film I have ever seen, that makes it all the more shameful: People with talent allowed themselves to participate in this travesty." ~ Roger Ebert
You look at the talent that was gathered for this thing, and you'd be surprised. Except for Malcolm McDowell. There was no going back after this. I still think it's a good idea to use great actors for this. I'd love to see what Fincher would do with this. No Malcolm this time.
Trashy, but you can't look away due to its balls-to-the-wall excess. And its jaw-dropping, razzle-dazzle spectacle is truly something to cherish. I wish all the bullshit comic book adaptations/Michael Bay disasters took on this level of don't-turn-away, fiery car accident bravado. Never does 2 1/2 hours of nonsense fly by so grandly. It's not so-bad-it's-good, but the very definition of 'Trash Art'. I kinda love it!
behind all the softcore porn, the ludicrously ostentatious set and costume design, the strangely excellent cinematography and the forced acting is...nothing. it's basically a movie about a guy who wants to legalize sister-fucking. and....I kind of love it. if they made Iron Man movies with this level of bravado I'd be all set
The unfairly scoffed at and infamously overlooked historic-erotic masterpiece. Although this film may be mostly soaked in sweat and semen, it is also spattered with blood. Beneath the pornographic exterior, the story of Caligula is ultimately a tragic and maddening tale of love, lust, and power. Our beloved Gaius remains one of the most blood-thirsty, power-hungry, and fascinating characters in human history.
Jaw-dropping excess, all the drama behind the scenes have made a disjointed mess of the film itself but it works brilliantly as pure, balls-out spectacle. Shakespearean actors hamming it up in sublimely grandoise sets and locations, amongst masses of tits, piss, fist-fucking and cocksucking. Fucking awesome.
A supposed attempt to explore the further shores of carnal and political excess - with the boat capsizing on the way. A dire warning that a stranded assemblage of talent alone does not coalesce anything: here just a vulgar display of waste (oh, the irony). Falling to the wrong side of bad taste maroons this neither with the satiric I, Claudius or even the camp pomp of de Mille. A curious orphan and a monstrous bore.
I wasn't shocked or surprised or even pleased at all, it was just a display of bad taste with one or two interesting moments (the baroque head lawn mower)... the sex scenes are cheap like in a dated italian porn flick, judging to the horrible cinematography the guy behind the camera should have parkinson or was frantically polishing Willy. And Malcom acts like if he was Alex in an antique costume. Boring.