Godard's "Bande Apart" seems to be the great inspirational motive of this film, in fact, all the Godard's free romanesque adventures of that period - see the cameos of the protagonists of Vera Chytilová's "Daisies" doing their things, like Jeanne Moreau in "Une Femme est une Femme ", talking about "Jules et Jim". In dissimilarity with Godard and like Chytilová, a film exclusively stuck to the will of its time.
I swear I indulged in no galenical ante watching, then why is Martyrs less a slapstick fling than a great chain of serial unbeing? Shadows acquire the density of flesh (at least Bulgakov anthropomorphosed dogs) and vacate adumbrating prototypes (the shadow casters, shade originators) of any corporeity, w/ each coming offshoot down the derivative line more tangible & lively. Bodies in pairs or packs (¡Que viva Kafka):