although I know they have male fans, like my husband. Their songs are infectious and create their own little pop universe of heartfelt feeling and danceablity; even "Fernando" makes me want to do an interpretive ballet. And I suppose they have a kind of wholesome appeal that is like catnip to our ironic sensibilities, and which caused many Swedes to commend their "tidiness" in "ABBA: The Movie". But if they had recorded nothing other than "Dancing Queen", they would still be beloved by dreamy females everywhere.

I first read about "Salo" many years ago, and was amazed that someone had attempted to film "120 Days of Sodom", as I had read enough of that work to know how horribly graphic and violent such a film would have to be. And then I was determined to see it, knowing enough about Pasolini to understand that he was an auteur of some distinction, and that "Salo" was a work of political conviction. I discovered that "Salo" was impossible to see unless I was willing to pay a lot of money on Ebay for an extremely dubious video print. Now that "Salo" is so readily available and beautifully restored, I no longer want to watch it!

I think I saw enough of it in "Whoever Says the Truth Must Die", and I admire Pasolini greatly, but I don't see why I should sit through something so grotesque and disturbing. I'm not interested in testing my sensibilities anymore. That being said, I'm happy that this film is finally in the public arena and being appreciated and discussed!