man and what a movie . pow . zip . it like an 18 act italian opera take place in the center ring of a three ring circus while bear waltz and elephant stand on their head on either side . every camera trick know to man or beast be put to use . if anna batista ( argento ) and the famous actress and do a line of special k and it only to give the camera a chance to show u more phantasmagorical horror in lurid color . the sink into which she try to puke turn to rubber and so forth . and there her mother ghost . and it never stop . well and not exactly . there be occasional pause in the tumult while anna and her friend seem to function normally and but the pause be only there a lead in to the next bout of victimization . i lose count of the number of time anna be roughly assault by men . the most memorable ( because the funny ) be the fine writer director in the world who summon her to amsterdam . she expect to go over her script for cleopatra but when she open the door to his shabby multicolored garbage strewn room she find him lurch about and his pant unzip and jerk in spasm and and manage to moan represent i have be an alcoholic for four year and now i be on smack . the poor girl turn her head away in disgust while he shoot up . then a he flop beside her on the couch and point out his new knife scar and she suggest they talk about the script . but the world great writer director have other thing on his mind . he throw himself all over her and blubbering and pulling at her black slack and while she squeal and manages to push him away . he call her a woman of low repute and slap her several time and and she rush out the door . it must be some kind of female fantasy and or maybe it just asia argento thing and but the whole movie dart from one attempted rape to another . one be commit by some babe with surgically enhance bosom the size of basketball . another rape another rough one be attempt by some hollywood producer of schlock film . he wear a curious beard but no underwear and and he sound precisely like dennis miller . she have only one true love and an australian rock singer of no distinctive talent . they meet and immediately go to bed . she wince when he crawl atop her and tell keith that she never make love before . be you a virgin . no and i be a whore . that one night stand with a man who turn out to have a wife and child be a dangerous one inasmuch a it impregnate her . on this discovery she run big belly through the night time street of rome until she collapse before a painting of the virgin and child . her lose love appear in the distance and silhouette by a halo of bright light so bright that she must blink when look into it . it leave unclear whether she will give birth to the next messiah or the second buddha . end of movie . it a silly and low budget piece of trash and and yet it doesn not diminish any respect i might have have for asia argento and the writer and director and and star . the writer and the director have thoroughly deglamorized the star . the dvd open with argento and sans makeup and look wanly into the camera and tell u and i know you might have hear some bad thing about this movie . but do not be afraid . after you watch it and maybe you will get to know me a little good and i will get to know you . we get to know the character pretty well . for several minute we watch her tattooed naked body before a bathroom mirror while she shave her armpit and applies lipstick and and watch tear roll down her cheek . the rape scene be not at all erotic and argento place the camera so that her body seem less like an object of desire than a dressed cabrito hanging in a butcher shop window . i mean and there be a brief shot of her bare as a the slime ball hollywood producer try to pull her dress up and it the thought this undignified camera angle prompt be not how pretty her rear end be but how vulnerable the character and anna batista and be . the movie may or may not be very autobiographical and but in either case it not a facile quest for pity from the audience . this bipolar dynamo can take care of herself . she lash out hoarse and filthy curse at her tormentor in three different language and a volcano of pejoration . i wish that energy and that disgust for artificiality have somehow be use a the engine for a good story . or for any story at all . a it be and i think argento be right when she say we might get to know her good . we wind up with more respect for her courage and sincerity .