House of the Sleeping Beauties Movie Review
House of the Sleeping Beauties Review

"House of the Sleeping Beauties" Overview

Rating: NR
2008
Cast and Crew
Director : Vadim GlownaProducer : Vadim Glowna,Raymond Tarabay
Screenwiter : Vadim Glowna
Starring : Vadim Glowna,Angela Winkler,Maximilian Schell,Birol Unel,Mona Glass,Marina Weiss,Benjamin Cabuk,Peter Luppa
In a segment of the Woody Allen film Everything You Always Wanted To Know About
Sex But Were Afraid To Ask, Allen engages in a sexual tryst with Louise Lasser.
As they lay in bed afterwards evaluating their performance, Allen glumly takes
a drag on his cigarette and complains to Lasser, "But you just lay there
passive... like a lox." In Vadim Glowna's turgid porn fantasy tale for
depressed old men, House of the Sleeping Beauties, an old guy gets to sleep
with drugged up, somnolent, nubile young women, who lay nude and prostrate in a
bed of silk sheets –--women who if awake had encountered this aged reprobate
would probably react in a Tex Avery-animated expression of terror with eyes
bulging out and tongues flapping before bolting away in terror and calling the
cops. Glowna's film is also a passive lox, but it's a piece of fish that has
sat out in the sun too long -- it shines but it stinks.
The film begins with an air of foreboding dread (Vadim Perelman on Quaaludes)
as an elderly man, Edmund (Glowna), is seen descending a series of stairways at
an empty rail station. He doesn't look happy. The reason? Although he's a
successful businessman, he has been brooding and moping for 15 years since the
death of his wife and daughter in a car crash. He goes to see his sinister
friend Koga (Maximilian Schell) who tries to cheer him up by saying, "You know,
we are both at an age in which it is filling to occupy ourselves with death."
Kogi encourages Edmund to visit a "meditational" house (aka The House of the
Sleeping Beauties) and Edmund complies. At the House, Edmund encounters the
severe Madame (Angela Winkler) whom Edmund describes as "a bringer of death."
Before she introduces him to his first sleeping beauty, she warns him, "Please
don't play any weird pranks -- like sticking your finger in the girl's mouth."
Of course, despite that alarm and despite being told by the Madame and Kogi to
"be careful," as the maidens are successively unveiled before him, he pulls the
finger stunt and a lot more besides.
Glowna lards on the portentousness as if this were Visconti's Death in Venice.
The city is dark and somber and desolate. The skies are cloudy and often
replete with thunder and lightning. Self-importance abounds. Artistic pretense
is applied to the film like a second layer of filth. Characters engage in
interior monologues with their own strange interludes, signifying nothing. And
Edmund, in the presence of the naked women, waxes nostalgically about his life
(he relates to a woman's breast about his mother eating her own hair for food
until she was so bald she started to eat his hair too) and recites poetry (to a
woman's crotch he declaims, "Toads, black dogs, and drowned corpses/That's what
the night holds in store for me"). An angel of mercy even makes her appearance
bathed in a heavenly light at the end of the picture. As Stephen Sondheim has
written, "Art isn't easy."
But in truth, it isn't art at all. All of this bushwa is ultimately just an
excuse for an old codger (and by extension, an old German
actor/writer/director) to cavort with unconscious women in a state of drugged
date rape. Each episode with the women is punctuated with a title card
announcing "Two Weeks Later," etc. It is about as subtle as Criswell in Ed
Wood's Orgy of the Dead, announcing the next naked dancer by shouting stuff
like "Bring me the Nubian maiden!" With each visit Edmund gets more and more
perverted, climaxing (in more ways that one) with a sleep session with two
women, where the old pervert forces himself upon a euthanized blonde,
recalling, "The first time I had sex, it was with two girls." If this were a
just world, Maximilian Schell would recreate his role as Hans Rolfe in Judgment
at Nuremberg and prosecute Glowna and his film in a real court of law for
charges of sexual exploitation and abuse.
Glowna has remarked that his film "is about transition, remembrance, mourning,
guilt, loneliness, sex and death, eroticism, and dying." Hey! He left out the
naked women.
Aka: Das Haus der schlafenden Schönen, The House of Sleeping Beauties.
Put that one over in the corner next to the dresser.
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Review by Paul Brenner
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