markhale-22640 An abhorrently orgasmic ejaculate of short films, Little Deaths is a ghastly, decadently exploitative spunkfest of misogyny and misandry. Harnessing obtuse pontification in sexual gratification, ergo an inevitable ruckus with the BBFC, the tawdry trio unrelentingly goad us with all amounts of bodily fluids in ode to the anniversaric copulation of Horror's bride and groom: Sex and Death. Best of three'House and home': A cult of personalities - the homeless and the upper class compete in a tete a tete. Bland at first and hugely predictable, yet filled with sorrow. 5/10'Mutant': Nazi experiments, grafted giant cocks, blended kidneys and a nostalgic hint of thalidomide. Yep. 6/10'Bitch': Vengeance is a dish best served in a dog bowl. The mightily poetic MTV finale will scorn the imagination. 9/10 Submissive, alienated and emasculated: the stereotypes of the traditionally hegemonic patriarchal society are explicitly smashed to smithereens. The revised totalitarianism demarcated is a world in which women not only rule, but where men are reduced to nothing but breadwinning toys or abused pets. Owing much to the anti-authoritarian exploitation films of the 70's, notably Russ Meyer and John Waters, horrors 'final girl' becomes the 'final boy'. A perversion in postmodernity, all three segments are triumphantly difficult to visually consume. For their daring vulgarity and literal buckets of bodily stew (mostly semen), the consequential subordination of context is marginally excessive. The seeded theme of compulsion via addictions and obsessions manifested to restrain partnerships in all vile states of toxicity - physical, sexual and emotional - relays an equally visceral reply in its counteract. The literal sex=death rhetoric is quintessentially satiric, a fervent leaf from the episodic 'Creepshow' tales, ending on a righteous or incredulous note. Though there is much to celebrate in its art-house attire, the niggling question still resides: did its visionaries go too far to give too little? For the first two instalments there is an unbalanced focus on crossing boundaries, in it purest form merely because they could. The third ('Bitch') is the piece de resistance, it's pedigree refined by a role reversal in rape-revenge. Urine, vomit and man-gravy galore, be prepared for the candid unpleasantries in store.

Paul Magne Haakonsen When I sat down to watch "Little Deaths" it was because the movie was labeled as a horror movie. However, you have to look long and far to find anything that is even remotely in the shade of being horror. The movie is a collection of three tales, each more bizarre and boring than the other.The first story, "House & Home" is about an outwardly Samaritan Christian couple who do small deeds to help those less fortunate. But their agenda is far from being pure, helpful and selfless. But their 'good' deeds don't go unpunished when they decide to 'help' the wrong person. This segment was initially interesting, but then turned out to be steadily on a downward hill when you find out the motive behind the couple's acts of charity. And it totally topple at the end where it just becomes ludicrous.The second story, "Mutant Tool" is about an alternative way of creating recreational drugs. And this was actually the most interesting and captivating of the three stories. But still it wasn't overly impressive, but compared to the other two segments, it was outstanding.The third and final story, "Bitch" is nothing short of softcore porn. It was unbearable to watch, and there was so much nudity and sexual deviation in it that was it was a pain to sit through. The story is about a couple that enjoy some bizarre, twisted and perverted sexual games.For a horror movie, then "Little Deaths" was a disappointment unlike anything else. There wasn't a single scary moment in the entire movie. At best, the movie rates as bizarre and twisted, but surely not as a horror movie. Having suffered through all three stories in the movie, I can honestly say that this movie left no lasting impression on me at all, and it will be forgotten by tomorrow. This movie doesn't have any appeal or any valuable contents to support a second viewing at all. I am sure there is an audience out there for this particular type of movie (and stories), however, I was not in the target audience.

oneguyrambling I thought and thought for entire seconds just how I might make this sound even vaguely interesting. Then I gave up.Little Deaths finds three directors taking turns to depress the audience with tales that range all the way from drab and morose to dull and dark.The first story tells the tale of a well to do couple who dabble in living on the edge, only to find the edge has moved.It isn't that interesting.The second story introduces a wonder drug from a frankly gross source with incredible qualities.It also wasn't interesting, but at least it had one mildly original concept.The third story was about the very definition of the odd couple.It was terrible, and the ending was even worse than terrible. It was dumb.The first story was sorta horror I guess.The second a Nine Inch Nails film clip concept.The third was just dumb.Final Rating – 4.5 / 10. Look there were moments in the 90 minutes where I wish I understood just what the hell was supposed to be entertaining or subversive about all this, in the end I decided I am happier not knowing. To me this is a waste of time. Lap it up emo-kids.

michael_a_manor We live in a bizarre world where flesh and fantasy blur the lines of reality and acceptable behavior. The dance of Eros and Thanatos being omnipresent throughout this film culminating in appropriately designated Little Deaths - le petite morte - contextualizes three effective stories. The scariest aspect of this film is that any of the stories could happen.You know the people. They live down the street, around the block, or perhaps even across the hall. The film's dark and somber cast is perfect. It brings you down from any giddiness that might result from an all too common torture porn treatment of the subject matter like Saw or Hostel. This film seduces you. You find yourself increasingly conflicted as pleasure crosses over with pain. But before you consider this an homage to safe, sane, consensual fetish gone horribly wrong, each story is firmly enough rooted in the world of the sociopath to reassure you that your well-honed moral skills would prevent you from dallying beyond the bounds...maybe. Sit back. Enjoy. Cuddle up close with a loved one but not too close. It might give your significant other ideas too.