Savage Nights

Shortly after this film was released...Collard died, aged 35, from AIDS  - failing to reap the many awards that were bestowed upon him and his film - the only thing he should have been awarded is a jail sentence.

Now...wasn't that controversial!? Good...it was meant to be...just like this film.

It will enrage, enrapture and disgust its audience...in equal measures.

It's an autobiography of Collard, by Collard, with Collard...

He does not ignore his inflated ego.

He reveals his excruciating vanity...and he preserves his self-inflicted prestige for being the epitome of irresponsibility.

This is a raw, cruel testament to himself...and he plays himself - because, seemingly, no other actor would touch the part...

Collard plays with himself on film...with a self-serving relish. Bisexuals will be mortified...for he crucifies the very idea that bisexuals are not selfish.

It is, however, definitely, one of the most important films ever made for the HIV genre...this is not a tears-and-tissue melodrama. This is not a Philadelphia clone.

"A murderer so beautiful" - a savage self-penned honesty, the stark truth is rarely palatable - especially when it is delivered with such selfish cruelty. What was going on in Collard's head as he made this, as he played this? The manipulation employed is tantamount to torture...for both himself...and the audience.

Look upon this as a confession, if you can...the convenience of that religious ritual being taken out of the anonymous booth and brought into the cinema. Can forgiveness be given so easily?

This is a film about cowardice in its most sickening attire.

Rest well Collard for you will be remembered as a coward - a destroyer of lives...your confession is your evidence.

Seldom does and film make the blood boil - rarely does a film tell the truth.

An extraordinary piece of work.

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