>>24565298>>24571726No. If any of Sade's works can be called "philosophical", it's Philosophy in the Boudoir. The rest all follow the same formula: absurdly unlikely and grotesque things keep happening to "good" people, while "bad" people (aristocrats or clergymen) get away with everything. Everyone in a position of power is corrupt and a rapist. It's all very black-and-white, comically so.
And I say this as a pessimist myself: even I find his worldview stupid and shallow. Philosophy in the Boudoir at least tries a different concept: dialogue as a vehicle for libertine philosophy, but it still boils down to people fucking (and pissing, shitting, sewing assholes shut, etc.) while delivering pompous monologues about how their sadism is not only logical, but the most moral path, in fact. These arguments are delivered in typical 18th century fashion: overly confident, barley reasoned, and shallow. It's always just "this is true because it is", or some equally flimsy assertion.
There's no depth and it's not interesting. The initial effect might be shock or even humor (you laugh at how over-the-top and ridiculous it all is), but that quickly turns into boredom. There's absolutely zero literary value: his style isn't compelling or novel, and his form is sloppy. You read Sade out of morbid curiosity and nothing else. You gain nothing from it. Well, I suppose a serial killer or rapist might find some value in it.