Synopsis
Treason is the key to power
A French corporation goes head-to-head with an American web media company for the rights to a 3-D manga pornography studio, resulting in a power struggle that culminates in violence and espionage.
2002 Directed by Olivier Assayas
A French corporation goes head-to-head with an American web media company for the rights to a 3-D manga pornography studio, resulting in a power struggle that culminates in violence and espionage.
Connie Nielsen Charles Berling Chloë Sevigny Dominique Reymond Gina Gershon Jean-Baptiste Malartre Edwin Gerard Thomas M. Pollard Abi Sakamoto Naoko Yamazaki Nao Omori Jean-Pierre Gos Julie Brochen Randall Holden Jürgen Doering Alexandre Lachaux Ludovic Schoendoerffer Mathias Mlekuz Gilles Masson Pascal Oumaklouf Bruno Soldani Arnaud Mathey-Dreyfus Stéphane Lévy Alexis Pivot Eric Weinberg Laurent Jacquet Papis Gadio Danny Evangelista Carmelita Tuazan Show All…
Dominique Gaborieau William Flageollet Philippe Richard Olivier Goinard Johann Nallet Jean-Alexandre Villemer François-Joseph Hors
Citizen Films Cofimage Elizabeth Films Group Dataciné Forensic Films La Sofica Gimages 2 M6 Films PROCIREP TPS Cinéma
L'amant diabolique, Démoni szerető, 데몬러버, Espionagem na Rede, Agente Infiltrada, Демон-любовник, 魔鬼情人, 慾色迷宮
High speed and special ops Intense violence and sexual transgression sex, sexual, relationships, erotic or sensual spy, agent, intrigue, thriller or suspense violence, shock, disturbing, brutal or graphic political, democracy, documentary, president or propaganda sexuality, sex, disturbed, unconventional or challenging Show All…
Then-present-tense cyberpunk, Demonlover is forever frozen upon the cusp of a lost futurism already lapsing into a decadent kitsch. The flows and tentacles of capital, all periphery and no center, shells within shells, without flags or loyalties. A Venn Diagram of exploitation with too many circles, relationships impossible to plot. 9/11 rendered this frictionless world of jet lag and instantaneous document transfer as unreachable as the Austro-Hungarian Empire after World War One. The brief glimpse of Bush II on hotel tv is shocking enough, but he is talking about energy companies, not yet a 'war-time president', but the spectre of the torture dungeon lurks here too: before it was policy, it was just business.
Someone even owns the way you like to fuck. You sold it to them without even knowing it.
Prurient, horrific, dreamlike cyberpunk espionage. George W. Bush, Suicide Club, and pixelated porn on the TV. Darkthrone on the soundtrack. Rain on the window; reflections and hazy light and color everywhere. Terror more palpable than Videodrome arises when the capitalist rabbithole leads to the (NØ LØV∑) deep web. Mind and body are hostage to the darkest and most depraved back alleyways of internet mercantilism. Characters whose soul has all but vanished are nonetheless fascinating; Demonlover is a nightmare labyrinth where 'humanity' is all but gone, butchered, wasted, yet it's full of beautiful images and even moments of strangely delicate and always fleeting intimacy. Got the best rip I could find over on karagarga and this is one of those films…
On the surface, Demonlover focuses on the machinations of multinational corporations from across the globe vying for the control of interactive visual content. This film saw the future. The future that is our current reality. On another level, this film seen the postmodern world as a reflection of that content, as the difference between physical and cyber space continues to diminish. Ballard must love this one. The conflation of sex and capitalism needs to be seen to be believed. Amorality as the only moral system in town. On par with anything made by Cronenberg or Kubrick.
would've watched this sooner if i had known it was assayas' sleek, upsetting spiritual sequel to ferrara's new rose hotel; sharing with that film an effectively oblique, elliptical style and lo-fi postmodern cyberpunk/corporate espionage milieu of screens and transactions and despairing industrial weaponization of sex/violence. parts of it recall mulholland drive/inland empire era lynch in its depiction of women nightmarishly pursuing and being trapped in and consumed by a depraved industry of fantasy, others parts more the perverted voyeur techno-horror of videodrome, but it is ultimately this ambiguous, off-brand arthouse william gibson taken to desensitized, internet-age exploitation extremes that really makes it stand out.
it has all the scenes you'd find in a more exciting espionage or conspiratorial thriller (gruesome…
THIS MOVIE KINDA OWNS??? But I also feel kinda... owned. Made me think of Elle, which is funny bc I just talked about that movie with Assayas before I even saw or knew much about Demonlover. Heavy Lynch vibes, of course, but also Rivette vibes (towards the end??). Surprised at how easy it was to lean over and whisper "that's the demonlover," though not at all an easy film. Lots of "at the club like" moments though. Def put the ass in Assayas. Demonlover dot com doesn't exist. Neither does hellfire club dot com. Not gonna try Japan porno dot com but I guess lmk if you do. Not sure at what point I was like "boy we are in…
Points towards the screen at the dehumanization and commodification of kink as a macguffin in an absurd game of control fueled by lust for power and material greed, leans over to date and whispers "That's the demonlover!"
Even more linked to Feuillade than IRMA VEP? This is a hentai cybersnuff FANTOMAS in which Fantomas isn't a person but a kind of mental illness borne from addiction to wealth and power. Either way, chaos reigns. This may be Assayas' most visually adventurous movie. Would love to be the assistant editor that had to log hours of close up inserts of rain streaked windows, Playstation games, and p0rn.
olivier assayas does not know what a "plot" is, nor does he know what "consistency" or "cohesiveness" or "planning in advance" are
Diving into murky, shark-infested waters, trying not to drown or get eaten. It’s a dirty business…
Had to pause this halfway in and close my curtains so my neighbors didn't think I was watching anime porno in the middle of the day.