Review of Eyes Without a Face (1960) by Akhil A — 02 Jun 2013

1960 just won't stop finding ways to shock and scare audiences worldwide.

Is it fair to classify a film as cult even if it is not an established consensus? Because if it is, Les Yeux sans Visage (1960) deserves such classification. Its influence is in-your-face undeniable, from Teshigahara to Almodóvar. Franju focuses on the relativity of beauty and the importance of an identity in front of the rest of the world, and makes a compelling conclusion, beautiful and deeply honest at the same time. How ironic that the horror score raised not when we walked with Christine through the macabre aisles with her (very ironically) creepy mask, but when the Doctor and her assistant committed their horrible actions. There is no such thing as "double moral"; in morality, there are absolutes.

98/100.