Review of Turkish Delight (1973) by Pierluigi P — 20 Jun 2012

Deep below its raw surface, of the hedonistic wanderings of our flawed couple, lies a poignant study of the frailty of humanity, how tender and finite life is. The constant shift of tones (perverse, nauseating or shocking things can easily turn warm and affectionate) are the testament of a very capable filmmaker on charge, Verhoeven succeeds by working his camera like a magnifying glass for his character's emotions, and the tougher and uglier, the better, his philosophy of love and life might be that anything that ends, always ends up unwell.

A lively, overtly sexual and satirical tragedy.