The Canterbury Tales (Pasolini, 1972): BFI Southbank, NFT1, 8.40pm
This film, part of the Pier Paolo Pasolini season at the BFI, also screens on April 15th and 25th. More details here.
Time Out review:
Like The Decameron, a broad canvas on which is writ large and
bawdy the life of the people. We are again plummeted into a world of
lecherous ladies, ugly old husbands, willing and ready pages, ending
with a superb final fling in a gaudy red Sicilian hell, accompanied by a
salvo of farts. As usual Pasolini creates visual magic where other
directors would never see beyond the banal, and the humour is as rich as
ever; but there is a distinct feeling of strain, not to say waste,
about this film. The best tales are of course the blacker ones: Franco Citti
as the Devil, in the Friar's tale, blackmailing sexual offenders; or
the Steward's tale, a neat variation on one of the hoariest sex gags
A 'U' certificate trailer for an X certificate film.