Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom
Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2023 7:52 am
Four men entered the study.
Each man took a seat in one of the leather arm chairs that circled a wooden table. The room was painted in dark colors and aside from the table and chairs, held a desk. Behind the desk was a shelf with many stern looking books. A window let light in and provided a view of grass.
The four men were named Fredrick (called Fred, aged 29), Paul (aged 27), Steven (called Steve, aged 24), and finally, Bruce (aged 21). If you asked, they would not have considered themselves unusual. They would tell you they were fairly average men in thoughts and proclivities.
Fredrick took a seat nearest to a globe, which was partially open and contained within alcohol and cups. He poured the amber liquid from the decorative bottle into the glasses and slid them to each guest. They were unaware that someone had noticed the gathering, and that they were being watched.
Steve: Where’s dad?
Paul: Work. There’s a meeting or something. He won’t be out of there for another 4 hours at least.
Fred: And mom?
Paul: I dunno. I think she’s out shopping.
Fredrick: OK. Then I guess we better talk about it.
Paul: [Taking out his phone, pulling up the Notes app] Mmhm. I have kind of, cliffnotes.
Bruce: [Nervous sighing]
Paul: There’s a lot of footage and stuff, so this is just what I know about so far. I guess… I guess it’s easiest to go chronologically except for one thing which I’ll tell you a little out of order.
Fred: OK. If you think that’s best.
The men leaned in close.
Each man took a seat in one of the leather arm chairs that circled a wooden table. The room was painted in dark colors and aside from the table and chairs, held a desk. Behind the desk was a shelf with many stern looking books. A window let light in and provided a view of grass.
The four men were named Fredrick (called Fred, aged 29), Paul (aged 27), Steven (called Steve, aged 24), and finally, Bruce (aged 21). If you asked, they would not have considered themselves unusual. They would tell you they were fairly average men in thoughts and proclivities.
Fredrick took a seat nearest to a globe, which was partially open and contained within alcohol and cups. He poured the amber liquid from the decorative bottle into the glasses and slid them to each guest. They were unaware that someone had noticed the gathering, and that they were being watched.
Steve: Where’s dad?
Paul: Work. There’s a meeting or something. He won’t be out of there for another 4 hours at least.
Fred: And mom?
Paul: I dunno. I think she’s out shopping.
Fredrick: OK. Then I guess we better talk about it.
Paul: [Taking out his phone, pulling up the Notes app] Mmhm. I have kind of, cliffnotes.
Bruce: [Nervous sighing]
Paul: There’s a lot of footage and stuff, so this is just what I know about so far. I guess… I guess it’s easiest to go chronologically except for one thing which I’ll tell you a little out of order.
Fred: OK. If you think that’s best.
The men leaned in close.