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La Marge (1976) (1.17 GB)
La Marge is the kind of film conventional film critics hate to review, because it does not quite fit into these little genre boxes they have in their heads.
In its cinematography and story-telling La Marge is very much like an Art House picture: we have emotions, tragedy, laughter, silence, pictures telling a story, plot twists, slow pace, all the ingredients you might expect in the most toffee-nosed productions only people with a university degree are supposed to enjoy. And yet, it is also a piece of erotica, shamelessly exploitative and very effective in its abundant use of (mostly) female nudity and its sex scenes.
Erotic cinema does not get any classier than this.
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