Review of Repulsion (1965) by Michael W — 25 Feb 2015

Psychological horror that othered me an abundant of hints of what was happening making me as paranoid as the main actress, one of the films that is able to transcend the feeling of being in the actual movie.

Now if you want a meaning of what it's about there is'snt one, only a mental-breakdown of a disturbed woman, but it is performed and presented so well it makes the film one of the most frightening horror films to date. My personal theory which has almost no proof and probably Isn't what the filmmakers were trying get a cross is douse:

The girl who has a mental disorder I can't spell, that makes her petrified when see comes close to men. The cause may be have been from childhood, that inintimidating family photo of her separating herself from her family.

Now this is were it gets horrible, that church for what looks like a childrens church (orphanage) it becomes a separate party to the films plot. It is seen a few times in the film, from the apartment window, but it was when the bells go off near the end when the girl seems to have an episode. What I think is at night before or after her sister leaves she gets visited at night by someone, be it a priest, whatever, somebody comes into her room at night and forces her into being rapped. Cruel and nasty but you can't say it not all there, so when the land-lord and that kid who just wants sone pussy got killed she defending herself from the torment of her illness aswell as the rapist at night. So when the bells go off, like a reminder, she thinks some one is going to hurt her. The way the movie opens, panning out of her eye (the audience can see what she is seeing) is why you see the hands and cracks all around her, showing up more and more as her sanity (represented by the house) is slowly ripped open by the idea or maybe the man who keeps rapping her.

Well it is a stretch but that is what I thought after the first watch, I will have another theory when I get around to it again, in any case a hell of a movie. Polanski's masterpiece.