WWII films that don't come out of the U.S. are often better and Seven Beauties is one of the very best, whats sad is that history has not left many people knowing about this film. Giannini who gave several genius performances with Wertmuller is possibly his most iconic and Wertmuller once again subverts the ideas of "prostitution" defined by male perception and dominance but shows us who are the real "whores".
WWII genocide as a burlesque act that goes way beyond the point of no return. Tasteful? Defiantly not, no, and not fully realized either. But with Giannini as an embodiment of childish, oblivious machismo subjected to ever more degradations, it has something profound to say about the rise of fascism and the scars and humiliations that stay with a country forever—especially if you walk away with all the wrong lessons.
(...) Das hier ist ein düsterer, grüblerischer Film. Er stellt die Frage, wozu der Mensch bereit ist. Wie tief kann er sinken? Wie sehr lässt er sich erniedrigen? Trotz seines Gehabes ist Pasqualino kein Mann, sondern ein Wurm. Im Konzentrationslager darf er all diese Eigenschaften zeigen. (...)
one of the greatest films of the 70s along with love and anarchy. wertmuller evidently learned a great deal from her work with fellini. in an instant she swings from riotous humor to devastating horror without missing a beat. great soundtrack too. should be part of The Canon but maybe it's better that they haven't got their big meaty claws on Wertmuller yet
An often visually-striking Wertmüller fable about a wily, predatory man whose desperation for continued existence, and absence of values (beyond a brittle sense of honor) leads him to be incorporated into the Fascist Machine and nihilism. A thematic successor to "The Seduction of Mimi," thought it's (understandably!) less light-hearted.
8 - I could go on and on about all the times when the humor didn't quite click with me, or when I found the dialogue to be a little bit too on the nose and moralistic to be effectively satirical. And yet, I love this film. It's the perfect example of a piece that is more than the sum of its parts, mostly because said parts are welded together by a harrowing, mind-blowingly fantastic performance by Giancarlo Giannini.
Wertmuller must have sold her soul to The Devil to make this film, because she's never come close to it, before or since. The blend of black comedy, lyricism and harrowing realism is truly audacious but only because it works. It could so easily have been a disaster. At the center is one of the greatest performances in the history of film. GIANCARLO GIANNINI embodies, on a knife-edge, the magnetic disease - machismo.
Seven Beauties is a rip-roaring dark comedy that makes things that really shouldn't be funny (like the Holocaust) into gold mines of comedy. Yes, it is gross, disgusting, perverse, and really politically incorrect but it's also a glorious film. And in the last half hour Wertmuller pulls the rug out from under the audience and punches us in the gut with pure humanity. It's a masterpiece, oh yeah!