Reflexionar a partir de la presencia snuff en el filme curiosamente provoca una contradicción en base a la resolución de la trama. Deodato por un lado recrea la historia de cómo un hombre y un grupo de productores amarillistas evolucionan moralmente. Sin embargo, por otro lado, vemos cómo la imagen inmoral (el snuff) es de hecho centro vital para su película. Si en la ficción hay redención, en lo real es perversión.
I absolutely abhor animal cruelty, but it would be delusive to pretend that this film didn't elicit from me a degree of despair and revulsion the likes of which I can't recall in the history of my cinematic experience—undoubtedly owing in part to the very real suffering documented herein. The anguished faces of the creatures being dismembered evokes what we might feel for the humans if we weren't all so desensitized
Some good ideas; but in the end, the film makes the big mistake to show the amorality of the snuff filmmakers by showing the real slaughters of animals. So the critical impetus of the movie became kind of paradox. Finally, I don't want to see these animal cruelty!
The animal cruelty was a huge turn-off for me. I wouldn't mind it, as long as I knew it was fake. The peaceful soundtrack contrasted nicely with the disturbing violence of the film but, at the same time, made me sick to my stomach just hearing it... I can't say I didn't enjoy the film because it didn't fail in making me feel uncomfortable, but I wouldn't call it a masterpiece like many consider it to be.