>>24573155 (OP)The 120 Days is his masterpiece and covers all the bases. There’s no reason to start anywhere else.
It was the first novel he ever wrote, and when he thought it had been lost he spent the rest of his career splintering the scenes and ideas into separate narratives, with a lot less joi de vivre because losing his original masterpiece sucked the soul out of him. Everything else he wrote pales in comparison to the 120 Days.
That doesn’t mean they aren’t still worth reading themselves, just not to begin with.
Something Sade liked to do was pretend to have a moral, so that his stories could be more digestible. This is especially apparent in Crimes of Love, where sometimes he even concludes a story by pretending to be a Christian and saying “So as difficult as this was for me to write, let’s all learn from this and be better Christians!! God bless!!” He also did this to a less ridiculous degree in Justine and most other works, where he pretended to be an “intellectual” with a biting analogy rather than just a pornographer, so that, again, it would be more digestible. This is why Justine is usually the critical touchstone for evaluating him and was printed by Oxford long before Penguin printed the 120 Days. It has intellectual trappings and more of an excuse to exist. But it’s also very diluted.
Pure undistilled Sade is in the 120 Days.