Title cards not in English, so...

Something like what you might imagine we’d’ve gotten if Bertolucci were to have directed Casablanca:

“Of all the upscale hotels in Post-WWII Vienna with a Gestapo council operating out of the back.... the woman I sexually and mentally traumatized by raping her and forcing her into a sadomasochistic dynamic against her will for years, during our time together as prisoner & guard in the concentration camp, walks into mine... AND she liked it!”

“Here’s to tying you down, kid...”

“...Beat me again, Max, for old time sake...” 

“...We’ll always have Auschwitz.”

I could go on.

Mind completely blown.

Never has a film further exceeded my expectations.

I fucking love this.

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.