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What the critics said...--

--+ No taboo is left unbroken as the film controls itself into an explicit orgiastic nightmare.
Tom Charity for TIME OUT (London)

--+ Truly extraordinary was Singapore Sling, an incredible cross between Eraserhead, Laura and the cult camp hit Thundercrack. The plot, visuals and atmosphere are impossible to describe. Singapore Sling is one of the few films of the past fifteen years one can say is truly disturbing. It stays with you. Expects to hear a lot more about it when it plays the SCALA later in the year.
Martin Coxhead for DARK SIDE - The magazine of the Macabre and Fantastic (London)

--+ ...Singapore Sling manages to attract as much as it repels... This is black humor at its darkest, often hilarious.
Jenni Moore for CITY LIMITS (London)

--+ This uniquely disgusting piece of Greek trash succeeds admirably.
Nigel Floyd for NME (London)

--+ Nikolaidis' controversial black comedy takes sumptuous film noir Cinematography to explicit scenes of perverse sex and violence, in a disturbing combination of Cult and Classic film making. Please do not attend if you are likely to be offended by explicit material.
Programme of SCALA CINEMA CLUB (London)

--+ Singapore Sling is a film that goes to the limit, partly leads to nightmare. Fabulous, cruel and at the same time extremely poetic. It is one of the most troublesome films of the recent years, comparable to the genius conception of Jodorowsky in Santa Sagre.
Noyade Mechanigue (Brussels)

--+ Sling is one of the kinkiest family epics since Thundercrack!, highlighted by the type of abusive laughs that'll worm their way into any sleaze - addict's heart. The B&W photography gives it all a Gothic noir edge, and when the sex 'n' gore begins to flow, prepare to pull on your hip boots. This is a rarity nowadays -- a gorgeously crafted film with a pure, unwavering dementia. These women are nuts, and it's obvious that this talented director is too.
Steve Puchalski's Shock Cinema #9

--+ In the line of black and white semi-art/semi-porn horrors, this is a direct descendant of The Old Dark House (1932), The House on Haunted Hill (1959), Spider Baby (1965), and Thundercrack! (1975), mixing film references, neo-noir visuals, insufferable pretension, considerable sadism and relentless sexual violence.
Phil Hardy's indispensable The Overlook Film Encyclopedia - Horror
(See: Greg Goodsell's Singapore Sling homepage)

--+ Singapore Sling is one of those films that is best described as "it's not what happens next, it's about what not happens next"! What is remarkable is that the film manages to be funny and at times quite romantic.
Greg Goodsell (Angels in Distress)

--+ A degenerate, damned, and morbidly attractive film diamond.
N. Zachariadis for AVGHI

--+ Singapore Sling, seen here in its world premiere, could very well become this year's runaway cult hit. A wonderfully outrageous expose of the innermost recess of human sexuality treated with a brashness and candour worthy of de Sade, this film does not hesitate to peel away layer after layer of human sensuality and physical stimulation that almost undefinable point where the distance between pain and pleasure begins to disappear. Singapore Sling is friendless, homeless and always broke; he is always chasing after lost causes, in particular a woman named Laura, a romantic memory from his past. She may in fact have died years ago, and he could very well be obsessed with a corpse. One lonely night in his meandering search, he finds himself in a mysterious villa, watching two women bury a body. He falls into their trap as naturally as a fly is caught in a spider's web, their unwitting last victim in a sinister play of cruel fun. In a pervasive atmosphere of decadence and isolation, the two women act out insane pleasure games, unappetizing rituals of blood and murder. Theirs is a world turned in on itself where private sexual fantasies are transformed into explosive lust. This cocktail's unusual recipe is no common mix of violence and sexual pleasure. Incest, lesbianism, sadism, bondage and much more are depicted with assured kinky precision and a perfectly immodest sense of the outrageous. However, Nikolaidis does not pass up a single opportunity to extract the wildly camp humour, albeit of a decidedly dark hue, of this scenario. Neither gory nor offensive in intent, the director's determined treatment of his material makes for a gloriously entertaining black comedy. Filmed in sumptuous black and white to underscore the mock eeriness of the imagery, Singapore Sling is a cinematic rarity, a skillful, engrossing and elegant balancing act between shock, sensuality and black parody.
Dimitris Eipides, presenting Singapore Sling in the Toronto Film Festival (1991)

--+ A shocking and daring film, something completely unknown to the Greek filmmaking so far... Singapore Sling cocktail exploded in the Festival like a Molotov cocktail.
TO PONTIKI

--+ Humour that is 'dirty' and deadly. Sadomasochism, urolagnia, blood, vomit and death. All these produce a unique black comedy.
G. Chrisovitsanos for ETHNOS

--+ An insane symphony of corruption among debauched, accursed and ambiguous characters... Nikolaidis own scornful laughter rings out in the background.
N. Zachariadis for MESSIMVRINI

--+ Singapore Sling is an unprecedented film by Greek standards... Nikolaidis has completely stripped away all pretenses and launches himself much farther than the Marquis de Sade and Bataille.
D. Kanellis for ELEFTEROS TYPOS

--+ Sexual perversion, wounds and excrement of every kind, urine, rape, disembowelments. A superbly directed, convulsive ritual of horror like a long drawn-out orgasm.
I. Bakoyiannopoulos for KATHIMERINI

--+ Singapore Sling is heretical and provocative... The power and perfection of Nikos Nikolaidis' hell was too strong for the audience's stomach.
V. Georgakopoulou for ELEFTEROTYPIA

--+ All this cannibalism in a baroque atmosphere convinces the viewer of the biological and spiritual decline of man and civilisation.
D. Bouras for RIZOSPASTIS

--+ Knives, bestial matings and sacred incest... all end up in a cocktail of old movies and post-modern anguish... In the end it is an essay on freedom.
R. Sokou for APOGEVMATINI

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