I think it goes without saying that the content of this article will not be safe for work. I’m curious what is in that extra minute, but I don’t think I ever feel compelled to find out. So I had to settle for the 103 minute cut released by Invincible Pictures, which is a minute shorter than the Serbian original and four minutes longer than the cut I originally saw. Unfortunately, there has not been a proper uncut release of the film in America. I knew I had to right this wrong and see it as the filmmakers intended.

Nearly five minutes of footage had been cut. Then I found out something that terrified me: I had seen the edited version of the film. Maybe the shocks wouldn’t be so shocking. Maybe it wasn’t quite as bad as I remembered. But I needed to see it again, both for the sake of this feature, and also because I was just kind of curious. Why would I? I could probably have done a shot-for-shot remake of at least 50% of the film from my movie-induced PTSD flashbacks alone. I had to just get it out of the way, because throwing it haphazardly into some other month just didn’t feel right.īut I didn’t want to watch it again. No other film has disturbed and distressed me the way that A Serbian Film has. I knew from the beginning there was no other place to start. I’ve been thinking about this feature for a long time (I first pitched it nearly 10 months ago), but there’s been something stopping me: my fear of A Serbian Film. I can’t say I think that’s a good thing per se, but it’s interesting, and something I’m very interested in. Some of the most depraved can actually inflict long-term emotional damage on their audiences.

For the past few years, disturbing films have been a fascination of mine.

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