I thought this was a great film - controversial and shocking but well-acted and I was engrossed till the end. The director, Liliana Cavani, had interviewed for a TV programme two women who survived the Dachau concentration camp. This inspired her to make The Night Porter - and the film explores the enduring psychological damage of Nazism even after the end of the war.
The Night Porter is a deliberately provocative and deeply discomforting watch. Charlotte Rampling and Dirk Bogarde deliver fearless, unnerving performances as a former concentration camp inmate and her captor, now locked in a disturbing cycle of sadomasochistic obsession. Their chemistry is electric but warped, blurring the lines between power, trauma, and survival.
The film leans into the fetishisation of fascism: uniforms, rituals, and control become sources of perverse allure, raising uncomfortable questions about how atrocity can be aestheticised or eroticised. It’s an allegory for post-war Europe’s moral amnesia, where former Nazis live quietly among us and the past is not so much buried as replayed. The film’s kink elements aren’t objectionable because they involve kink—but because they conflate it with abuse, domination, and historical trauma in ways that are designed to make the viewer squirm.
Cavani offers no easy answers, and that’s both the film’s strength and its discomfort. You won’t enjoy it in any conventional sense, but it stays with you—queasy, challenging, and impossible to dismiss.
This is a dark exploration of two twisted minds brutalised by war. Charlotte Rampling, with her hooded eyes and ice-calm presence, is the beautiful victim who after the war turns the tables on her Nazi torturer in a strange act of sadomasochistic revenge. Dirk Bogarde, as in several of his films, is perfect at mixing quiet menace with sexual vulnerability. It's a perplexing story of loathing and desire but eminently watchable.