Seven hours later and I have conquered the "Satan's tango," or as the title translates to English.
It's a complex and insanely slow film ... or epic. Or gale of hot air. It's in black and white with very little dialogue and a ton of long takes. If you don't watch closely you miss a whole lot. And I missed a whole lot. But, hell, there's seven hours of film here. You make up for it with pure quantity.
As excruciating as this film was to watch, the most tense moment is when the girl, who later kills herself, is groping and harassing the cat and then later poisons the animal.
Otherwise, it's a real pick-me-up.
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