Cannibal Holocaust.
Should it be revered or reviled? The answer, to me, is obvious. Because I kind
of absolutely HATE that movie.
OK, let me get it right out of the way: YES, real animals
are tortured and killed on camera. This does bother me. Greatly, in fact. In
order to present his misguided and inconsistent take against exploitative media,
living creatures apparently had to be inhumanely sacrificed in such a revolting
fashion as to turn the filmmaker Ruggero Deodato into the thing he was trying
so hard to lampoon: an exploitative documentarian.
It’s been said that the toughest role for actors is one that
includes acting opposite animals and kids. It’s also been said that in one
scene from Cannibal Holocaust in
which a monkey is killed by an actor, Deodato needed two takes. Yes, that means
two monkeys had to die so he could get the shot he needed. I don’t know what
happened in the first take; maybe the monkey didn’t scream convincingly enough,
or the shot simply wasn’t framed correctly. I can’t say for sure. I’ve never
seen that particular piece of snuff—er, “deleted scene”.
In the same spirit of set hijinks and funny horseplay (unfortunate
choice of words, perhaps), Carl Gabriel Yorke reportedly screwed up a line due
to the fact that a pig was squealing in the throes of death. That take,
fortunately, couldn’t be redone, because all the other pigs on location had
already been killed. Haha, think of the hilarious blooper reel!
But hey, it was a tough set. Hopefully, at least the naked
children fared better than the animals and their nudity was obtained in one
take.
Now, I won’t go on and on about that part of the “movie”,
because it’s been detailed quite often before. However, it shouldn’t be glossed
over, especially in a critique of why it should be reviled; I admit to being
amazed by reviewers who come to accept the atrocities committed, or even worse,
act like it’s no big deal and that people who point it out are just being
prudish. Of course, one of the biggest things that separate us from the animals
in the first place is our capacity for compassion. Presumably.
But even from an artistic standpoint, the ability to create
magic in a cinematic sense is a celebrated and almost necessary achievement. To
think that the only way you can build a sense of true danger for the human
actors in the film is to show the actual, extremely cruel dismembering of a
helpless fucking turtle is not just proof of perceived inhumanity, but also
filmmaking ineptitude. It’s a shameful artistic decision, and artistically
speaking, probably the single biggest cop-out in the special effects of a film
that I can think of.
Even worse than that fake-assed CGI Jabba the Hut in the
ill-advised “restoration” of Star Wars.
Even worse than the wobbly model spaceships in Plan 9 From Outer Space. Even, stunningly, worse than the black
curtains visibly blowing on the moon backdrop of Superman IV.
One can only imagine Rick Baker trying to pump up the
intensity of the transformation scene in American
Werewolf in London by chopping off a dog’s tail with a meat cleaver while
the cameras rolled. Yes, it’s unthinkable…and stupid.
Too bad, because the movie would otherwise be a masterpiece
of acting and a brilliant moral examination on cultural violence and the
destructive effects of imperialism.
Just kidding. It would still be a piece of shit.
And apologists would likely still pretend that it achieved
its pretend goal. But at least it might not be the inexcusable, indefensible
pile of overrated crap that it is, unworthy of all the attention it still
receives all these years after the first appearance of its disingenuous first
credit roll. Because, for some reason, people nowadays seem to mistake the
ability to show you something you’ve never seen as a singularly good enough
reason to show it.
What a world, what a world.
1 comment:
I like how this reviewer pulls no punches. He just calls it like he sees it. He doesn't worry about whether he sounds unhip or not open-minded about whatever questionable artistic value the film has. Well said!
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