Sunday, January 16, 2022

My Philosophy

The Addiction (Abel Ferrara, 1995)

One of life's little mysteries (to me at least), is how some film makers are pushed to the forefront by various critics and media alike, while the rest of their peers are like crabs in the barrel. Talent, would undoubtedly be the answer one might say, but in the case of New York directors, the answer appears to be a little more complicated. I would go as far to say that some of them are placed on a considerably higher pedestal when compared to their contemporaries outside of the state. Take Abel Ferrara, a N.Y. film maker who started out via the exploitation film route: from notorious video nasty, Driller Killer (1979); to rape-revenge vigilante thriller Ms .45 (1981); and then to Fear City (1984), one of the zaniest entries in the cop sleaze trend of that era. Ferrara gets a free pass by critics with these scuzzier entries from the earliest period in his work. His transition from that phase to the next is perhaps where his most interesting body of work lies. One particular film I really want to discuss is his 1995 philosophical vampire tale, The Addiction.  

"Don't matter, just don't bite it" 

On one level, I find The Addiction borderline inaccessible, largely because a film that heavily references lauded philosophers like Jean-Paul Sartre, Søren Kierkegaard and Friedrich Nietzsche is way beyond my personal comprehension; on another, I'm drawn to the film, because I find it an immensely stylish take on vampirism in cinema.  The film also exemplifies an era in horror movies which I largely considered was either dead, or at the very least, had gone underground. It's this sort of dichotomy that further extends to Ferrara's body of work. He's an artist that flirts between the blurred lines of genre movie and highbrow film. If anything, I would cheekily label him the Michael Crawford of New York filmakers - started out as popular slapstick entertainment like Some Mothers Do 'Ave 'Em, and then went on to critical acclaim with a poncey Andrew Lloyd Webber musical. The Addiction is hardly a unique film, since film makers like Jean Rollin and Jesus Franco had been doing existential horror for a couple of decades before The Addiction. Themes like love, death and immortality aren't exactly anything new in horror  movies either, but I do find it interesting that this and both Shooter McCrae's Shatter Dead and Michele Soavi's Dellamorte Dellamore (AKA, Cemetery Man), all contain similar themes and were released between the years '94 and '95. The subject of philosophy isn't the only theme running in this film either. Drug addiction is obviously apparent, with some scenes of vampirism resembling a shooting-up session - syringes et all. Strangely enjoyed those scenes the most, probably because it was less of a headache to process than the psycho-babble.

Beautifully shot in high contrasting black and white, I find it reflects the juxtaposition of different cultures and classes in New York City's social melting pot. An observation not uncommon in Ferrara's earlier films, either. It's especially evident when he has our film's protagonist, Kathleen Conklin, a philosophy student, played by Lili Taylor, who mixes it up between her scholary bourgeois social circle and with common street corner urchins like Fredro Starr, or homeless junkies. The two worlds aesthetic is developed even further when Kathleen gets bitten by a vampire and she transitions into the undead - rockin' shades like Eazy E. Speaking of which, I usually don't like contemporary music in serious horror films, but given the context and location of this film, it genuinely works here. 

"I taught you how to blood suck, and ultimately self destruct"

Supporting cast is provided by a recognisable bunch of actors from The Sopranos, along with a scene stealing performance by Christopher Walken, as a sagely vampire. As mentioned earlier, Fredro Starr is also in this. The scene where he holds hands in the street with Kathleen is particularly hilarious to me; simply because he looks like a little kid in his oversized clothes and the scene resembles a child and its mother walking to school, rather than him being a blac vagina finda. With the very short hair, Annabella Sciorra looks way less attractive as the vampire Casanova compared to anything before and after this film. I suppose it works within the context of the film, considering she's no longer supposed to be human, but it's always bothered me when a beautiful woman intentionally opts for the emaciated look.

Perhaps it was because of pre-millennium jitters, but The Addiction came out at an interesting time in creative media; distortion and decay were prevailing themes. From music, film, art and graphic design, Ferrara's The Addiction follows this trend remarkably well, as mid-nineties New York City looks positively dickensian compared to shots of it today. This is largely why I selected this movie out for a revisit above any of his other works. It was also a way to cleanse my palate after Ferrara's horrificly bad Zeros And Ones topped my list of Worst Films I Watched in 2021

The Addiction (Peina scene)
(Abel Ferrara, 1995)

Perhaps I'm commiting a cardinal sin for liking this film for all the wrong reasons. Reading and watching more credular reviews of The Addiction has me feeling like Kaspar Hauser for not accepting it the correct way. Still, it doesn't dissuade my appreciation of it, if anything I think it's one of Ferrara's better films (but no my favourite, though), from the ones I have seen at least. It's the comprimise that caters to both a trash movie aficionado like myself and the snooty Criterion crowd. Shame he catered to the latter category later on.

9 comments:

Kelvin Mack10zie said...

Very handy that they released this and The Funeral together as a double DVD. That said, this is one of those movies I've watched once years ago but never got round to rewatching.

The main thing I remember about it is Sticky looking ridiculous as you say, and Onyx's Betta Off Dead being used.

Spartan said...

Well worth revisiting. Appreciated it way more this time around than I did back then.

Fredro is pure comedy in it. Made for some hilarious screencaps, but didn't make the cut for this review:

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Kelvin Mack10zie said...

Need a Fredro vs. Wesley Snipes vampire flick.

Spartan said...

Was pleasantly surprised seeing Wesley Snipes in What We Do In The Shadows, so anything is possible.

First day of school.

Kelvin Mack10zie said...

You've started watching What We Do In The Shadows?

BTW, need a post on Boiling Point.

Spartan said...

Drowning in movies over here.

Got Covid just before the new year, so went on an even bigger bingewatch than usual. Originally wrote off What We Do In The Shadows, but wound up enjoying it a lot, along with Matt Berry's new show. There was also Cobra Kai out this month, too.

Since Last Night In Soho, I've mostly been on a Brit flicks spree, for a future blog feature. Been real educational seeing a thugged out Blakey from On The Buses wanting to lay hands on Sean Connery in The Frightened City. A lot of fun just going in a largely different but honest direction from BFI, Empire and Time Out's Best Brit Films lists.

Kelvin Mack10zie said...

I didn't watch a single 'Murican movie last year. Aiming for the same outcome this year.

Spartan said...

You might want to check out Dinner in America, blud. Felt like a long, lost classic era Christian Slater film to me. Favourite film I watched last year.

Kelvin Mack10zie said...

Yeah I noted your appreciation of that. If I remember right, Kermode liked it too. Maybe I'll sneak it in.