"The Chateau, often called Chateau of Discipline, is one hell of a callous film that utterly deserves roughie status. It is the final film on the box set, and after the brilliantly disturbing, but shortened, Love Slaves, I thought The Chateau wouldn't hold up as much and deliver the goods. But not only did it continue the deservedly labelled depravity found within this box set, it also surprised me with its scenes of brutal sex and bondage-themed torture. Straight from the debauched pages of the Marquis De Sade, the sadism from the Chateau made me feel dirty and slimy with sweat - one of those rare films that requires you to shower yourself off afterwards, although you might need a chainsaw to get the filth off this time.
We begin with a drunken excuse for a man wandering the grubby streets, hunting for food and stealing alcohol from black dudes. He talks to us via his thoughts, explaining how he nearly had it all. He confides that he fell in love with a woman called Tracy, a woman that came to the chateau like every other woman in hopes of fulfilling her dreams of fame and fortune. He goes even further, explaining that he is on the run from the authorities while principally concealing the brutal criminal activity that he lauded inside the brutal walls of the chateau. The narration by the drunk suddenly ceases and so the story begins…
