The interference of the Censor has seldom been more popular or more heartily endorsed by English critics.
Oscar Wilde immediately announced his intention of changing his nationality, a characteristic jest, which was only taken seriously, oddly enough, in Ireland. Written in French in 1892 it was in full rehearsal by Madame Bernhardt at the Palace Theatre when it was prohibited by the Censor. Few English plays have such a peculiar history. Horrific glimpses of animal slaughter reveal the cruelty man can unleash upon creatures lower on the food-chain, and authentic autopsy footage indulges our morbid curiosities about our final stop on the way to the grave.Salomé has made the author's name a household word wherever the English language is not spoken. Gross as our guide, we bear witness to death in its many forms - even visiting a debauched death cult that mixes the ecstasy of sex with the sweet release of that final moment. From airplane crashes to railway disasters, some of us meet a spectacular end while others fall prey to hungry wildlife predators, an assassin's bullet, or - as in the case of some condemned prisoners - get strapped into the electric chair and blasted into the afterlife with over 2000 volts of pure electricity. There's simply no escape from the encroaching darkness, and in this film we're offered a firsthand glimpse at the many ways that life can end.
Everybody dies - it's the fate we all face from the moment we're born. Francis Gross (Michael Carr) leads viewers on a guided exploration of that fateful moment when the spark of life is brutally snuffed out. Experience the ultimate in cinematic shock and horror as Dr.
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