Instead its heirs turned out to be three horrible direct-to-video sequels.
Durability The manner a erotic thrillers books is designed and built, as well as the material used, determine its durability.
The Wachowskis keep you breathless through it all, directing with clear vision and inventive moments of thrilling flourish as it travels between the two lovers, separated by a wall, but trapped in the same chaos.
The end result is either high-art trash or trashy high-art; the genre tropes twisted through Kubrick's singular mind, and it all leads up to one of the cheekiest and most darkly comic final lines in cinema history.
Things get sexy, but they don't end well for anyone.
But the man at the top is a sadistic voyeur.