A sociopath prone to ultra-violent fantasies attempts to transform his reclusive lifestyle when the woman of his dreams moves-in next door.
Things get weird pretty quickly in Joshua Giuliano’s ‘The Flesh of My Lovers’, but that just sets the rather quirky tone to the rest of the sexually terrifying storyline. Created by a team of filmmakers as a thesis film at the American Film Institute Conservatory in Los Angeles, California, we follow a sociopath prone to ultra-violent fantasies who attempts to transform his reclusive lifestyle when the woman of his dreams moves-in next door. Unsurprisingly the filmed has moved on to gather a handful of awards.
It is a psychosexual odyssey into the violent mind of a rather timid man. In bringing this strange story to life, we took cues from a variety of cinematic influences, including Jaques Tati, Pedro Almodovar, and Takashi Miike. The story was developed over the course of six months, and the product you see on screen was from the 12th draft of the script. The main goals of the film are:
1) To get the audience to the point where they are both very uncomfortable yet completely entertained, and
2) To ask the question: does Connor deserve his fate? To what extent should people be held accountable for their thoughts?
Turning a delusional sociopath situation into a dark comical film takes a strain of courage, and a set of actors who truly understand the characters and the depth of the script. The routinely and absurdly moral aspects of the film can’t help us but think of a comparable show like ‘Dexter’, but the lively characters certainly put their own twist of originality to the screen, turning the uncomfortable into a screamishly funny film.