Is 'Zero Days' Based On A True Story?

Growing up around stacks of scandalous novels and dusty philosophy tomes, I always thought '120 Days of Sade' was less a simple story and more a concentrated acid test of ideas. On one level it’s a product of the libertine tradition—an extreme push against moral and religious constraints that were choking Europe. Marquis de Sade was steeped in Enlightenment debates; he took the era’s fascination with liberty and reason and twisted them into a perverse experiment about what absolute freedom might look like when detached from empathy or law. Beyond the philosophical provocation, the work is shaped by personal and historical context. De Sade’s life—prison stints, scandals, and witnessing aristocratic decay—feeds into the novel’s obsession with power hierarchies and moral hypocrisy. The elaborate cataloging of torments reads like a satire of bureaucratic order: cruelty is presented with the coolness of an administrator logging entries, which makes the social critique sting harder. Reading it left me unsettled but curious; it’s the kind of book that forces you to confront why we have restraints and what happens when they’re removed, and I still find that terrifyingly fascinating.

If you're hoping for a compact roadmap through who’s named 'The 120 Days of Sodom' as an influence, I can give you a little guided tour from my bookshelf and brain. Georges Bataille is a must-mention: he didn't treat Sade as mere shock value but as a crucible for thinking about transgression and the limits of experience. Roland Barthes also dug into Sade—his essay 'Sade, Fourier, Loyola' probes what Sade's work does to language and meaning. Michel Foucault repeatedly used Sade as a touchstone when mapping the relationship of sexuality, power, and discourse; his discussions helped rehabilitate Sade in modern intellectual history. Gilles Deleuze contrasted Sade and masochism in his writings on desire and structure, using Sade to think through cruelty and sovereignty. On the creative side, Jean Genet admired the novel's radicalness and Pasolini famously turned its logic into the film 'Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom'. Henry Miller and William S. Burroughs are two twentieth-century writers who wore Sade's influence on their sleeves, drawing on his transgressive frankness for their own boundary-pushing prose. Each of these figures treated Sade differently—some as philosopher, some as antiseptic mirror, some as provocation—and that variety is what keeps the dialogue with 'The 120 Days of Sodom' so alive for me.

I've often noticed how a single pivotal moment in a story becomes a playground for writers — that's basically what 'zero hour' fanfiction does. Rather than treating the original timeline as fixed, these fics pick one catastrophic or clarifying instant (the zero hour) and treat it as a hinge. From that hinge, authors swing the story in new directions: some explore what happens if a character makes a different choice at that minute, others inject an outside force like time travel or a hidden villain, and plenty fill in the months and years the canon skimmed over. The result is a branching timeline where canon is the trunk and the fanfic branches reach into alternate seasons of character growth and political fallout. Mechanically, writers expand the original timeline by adding causal links. They examine consequences that the source material either ignored or compressed: casualties ripple through relationships, leadership vacuums reshape institutions, and small betrayals echo for years. Tools like interstitial scenes, epistolary chapters (letters, logs, news clippings), and time skips are used to stitch the new events into a believable chronology. Sometimes the expansion is subtle — a single new scene reframes motivations — and sometimes it’s radical, spawning an entirely new arc that turns a side character into a protagonist. What I love most is how these fics let you live in a 'director's cut' of a world you know. You get to see unfinished threads tied off, watch characters age differently, or witness long-term consequences that canon never allowed time for. It’s like finding a secret season of a favorite show — messy, surprising, and deeply satisfying.

A tiny film like 'Slow Days, Fast Company' sneaks up on you with a smile. I got hooked because it trusts the audience to notice the small stuff: the way a character fiddles with a lighter, the long pause after a joke that doesn’t land, the soundtrack bleeding into moments instead of slapping a mood on. That patient pacing feels like someone handing you a slice of life and asking you to sit with it. The dialogue is casual but precise, so the characters begin to feel like roommates you’ve seen grow over months rather than protagonists in a two-hour plot sprint. Part of the cult appeal is its imperfections. It looks homemade in the best way possible—handheld camerawork, a few continuity quirks, actors who sometimes trip over a line and make it more human. That DIY charm made it easy for communities to claim it: midnight screenings, basement viewing parties, quoting odd little lines in group chats. The soundtrack—small, dusty indie songs and a couple of buried classics—became its own social glue; I can still hear one piano loop and be transported back to that exact frame. For me, it became a comfort film, the sort I’d return to on bad days because it doesn’t demand big emotions, it lets you live inside them. It inspired other indie creators and quietly shifted how people talked about pacing and mood. When I think about why it stuck, it’s this gentle confidence: it didn’t try to be everything at once, and that refusal to shout made room for a loyal, noisy little fandom. I still smile when a line pops into my head.

I'm pretty convinced Season 3 of 'Re:Zero' will lean heavily on the light novel material rather than slavishly copying the old web novel text. From what I’ve seen across fandom discussion and the way the anime has been produced so far, the team treats the published light novels as the canonical source. The author revised and polished the web novel when it became a light novel, tightening prose, changing details, and even reworking scenes and character beats. That matters because an anime studio wants stable, author-approved material to adapt, and the light novels are exactly that. That said, I wouldn’t be surprised if the anime borrows some raw or unused bits from the web novel when they serve tone or pacing better than the light-novel version. Fans love certain edgy or unusual moments from the web novel, and sometimes directors sprinkle those in if they think it improves drama. Overall, though, expect Season 3 to follow the more refined LN arcs while possibly seasoning in a few web-novel flavors — and honestly, I’d be thrilled either way because the core story keeps delivering emotional punches.

I’ve been chewing on this one a lot lately because the speculation around 'Re:Zero' 'season 3' is delicious — and honestly a little nerve‑wracking. If the studio continues following the light novels, season three should start pulling in characters tied to the Sanctuary and the later political fallout: that means more nobles, retinue members for the royal candidates, and a handful of mages who operate behind closed doors. Expect new faces from the capital and islands who bring political intrigue and personal backstories that complicate Subaru’s already frazzled life. Beyond politics, I’m betting we’ll see fresh antagonists — smaller, human‑scale foes at first, then people who wear sinister masks or belong to cultist groups connected to the Witch's long game. Also likely are emotionally weighty cameos: people with ties to Emilia’s past and to the Witch's Tea Party fallout. Personally, I’m most excited for the quieter characters — the ones who arrive with a single cryptic scene and then unravel a whole worldview around them. They always end up being the ones I can’t stop thinking about.

The movie feels like a different beast from the book. I loved reading 'Less Than Zero' and then watching the 1987 film, and what struck me most was how much the filmmakers softened the novel's jagged edges. The book’s voice—icy, list-like, and morally numb—is the point; Ellis uses that detached first-person narration to skewer Los Angeles consumer culture and emotional vacancy. The film, by contrast, gives Clay clearer motives, more obvious scenes of crisis, and a patter of melodrama that turns bleak satire into a personal rescue story. That change isn’t just cosmetic. Plot beats are reordered, some episodes are combined, and a heavier focus on addiction as a problem to be solved replaces the novel’s relentless ambivalence. Robert Downey Jr.’s Julian is unforgettable and humanizes the chaos, which makes for compelling cinema but moves away from Ellis’s intention to leave moral questions unresolved. So no, it isn’t faithful in tone or voice, though it borrows characters and images. I still find both works worth revisiting—different experiences that each have their own bittersweet sting.

That stretch of nine days in the movie's ending landed like a soft drumbeat — steady, ritualistic, and somehow inevitable. I felt it operate on two levels: cultural ritual and psychological threshold. On the ritual side, nine days evokes the novena, those Catholic cycles of prayer and petition where time is deliberately stretched to transform grief into acceptance or desire into hope. That slow repetition makes each day feel sacred, like small rites building toward a final reckoning. Psychologically, nine is the last single-digit number, which many storytellers use to signal completion or the final stage before transformation. So the characters aren’t just counting days; they’re moving through a compressed arc of mourning, decision, and rebirth. The pacing in those scenes—quiet mornings, identical breakfasts, small changes accumulating—made me sense the characters shedding skins. In the final frame I saw the nine days as an intentional liminal corridor: a confined period where fate and free will tango. It left me with that bittersweet feeling that comes from watching someone finish a long, private ritual and step out changed, which I liked a lot.