Monday, October 16, 2006

The Black Dahlia

I once read in a magazine that the perception of beauty on the part of the beholder is largely dependent upon the visual symmetry in what they're beholding. If I'm remembering it correctly, the article cited Denzel Washington (among a few other famous faces) as a face in nearly perfect balance and, thus, considered exceptionally attractive. Now the vast majority of people, civilian and celebrity alike, do not have completely symmetrical faces. But this doesn't mean they aren't beautiful. It's just that their beauty is less commonly agreed upon. It's lopsided, if you will.

Every time I've attempted to write about The Black Dahlia, "lopsided" kept forcing its way into the text. For all of this word's maddening insistence on being part of the write-up, it remains an infuriatingly vague descriptor unless it's tacked on to every other remark. And so it shall be.

The Black Dahlia gets my vote for "Best Confounding Picture" of the year. It's certainly not the "Best Picture" in a more general sense. It's difficult to watch and even more difficult to write about. But for moviegoers who thrive on searching conversations after screenings, for those who want to eke out more complicated ideas about what they've just watched, it's a must-see. For moviegoers who are content to react with directional thumbs: move along. This is not the movie you're looking for.


The asymmetry of The Black Dahlia  isn't immediately noticeable.  Like the famous book upon which it's based, the film begins with a veritable orgy of back-story –it's expositional and plotty enough for three or four movies. Given how long we wait for any mention of the Dahlia herself, we have every reason to suspect that the movie will continue to feed us information at this breakneck speed, faster than we can process all the character names and motivations. Put in its very simplest form this movie is about two cops investigating the murder of a young unemployed actress.  But the plot isn't simple at all. As soon as all of the characters are introduced, the movie seems to stop and any forward momentum in plotting is based entirely on backtracking. Either I couldn't entirely follow it (possible) or, aside from a couple of key sequences, most all of the important story details take place offscreen or in an unfilmed prequel.

In other words, if you graphed the plot out the Dahlia narrative wouldn't look like a bell curve but would resemble a longtail theory.



Lopsided.

And there's still more of an imbalancing act to come. The most noticeable is found in the casting and reflected in the resultant ensemble work. The performances are all over the map. You don't notice this at first since the cops, one hotheaded (Aaron Eckhart), and one cool and careful (Josh Hartnett), are meant to balance each other out. Both actors are serviceable enough to sell their roles without getting in the way of DePalma's primary concern: the women.

All of the female characters within The Black Dahlia are either brutal or brutalized but the actresses playing them create a skewed portrait. There is a true seesaw of quality in plain view. Both Scarlett Johansson and Hilary Swank are miscast and inept, albeit in different ways. The first performance is a gaping abyss of nothing (Johansson looks lost and is too young for her role) and the second is filled with ACTING! but they're both cringeworthy in their shakier moments. On the other hand, Fiona Shaw and Mia Kirshner have rarely been so well employed. They fare much better.

Shaw plays an eccentric and wealthy mother (to Swank's Dahlia wannabe) and her performance is positively unhinged. She is so forceful in her tiny window of opportunity that she feels like something of a co-director: she's either completely keyed in to the more gonzo instincts of the divisive auteur behind the camera or she's interpreted her part so forcefully that you're left to piece the entire movie back together once she's ripped it to shreds. Mia Kirshner is also mesmerizing. She makes the most of this sad victim. Appearing only in flashback, she is the ghost that haunts the rest of the movie, even when she's not onscreen. She gives The Black Dahlia it's only deep emotion: despair.



In the already famous moment that announces the Dahlia's entrace into the larger film narrative, the camera is high above the ground looking down at some city blocks where two stories are, we realize, unfolding simultaneously. At the top of the screen a woman sees something in a field and begins to scream and run from her awful discovery. It's a genius sequence, instantly repellent and also begging to be seen: in other words, the true crime genre in a nutshell. As the terrified witness runs from the ghastly vision the camera follows and then abandons her, eventually returning us to the original story, this new crime already haunting the audience though it hasn't yet spooked our protagonists. But it's also far too emblematic of the overall problem with this film. Though Kirshner plays the title character, her story is all on the fringe of a beautifully visualized but otherwise misjudged and overpopulated noir. One wishes that the movie had been less faithful to the book. If more of the densely plotted first half had been jettisoned or streamlined, perhaps the good stuff in this movie...the great stuff about a troubled actress and her gruesome demise, the material that has clearly inspired both the director and his key actress could have cut deeper. This murder leaves a horrifying imprint but it's rather like a ghost image itself. You can't quite see it.

It's fascinating but frustrating that the film ends with the line like "come inside" when so much of what you're seeing is obscured and inpenetrable. Huge chunks of The Black Dahlia seem entirely disposable but there are moments that refuse to be shrugged off. They plead with you to look closely at this not quite beautiful thing.


B-
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11 comments:

Witchiepooh said...

Interesting and accurate take on the film. I had a similar reaction, though I think it was less beautiful and the flaws stood out more to me.

I watched "LA Confidential" the same night I saw it and even though the films are quite different (despite the same author/tone as a source) watching the earlier film made me long more for what "Black Dahlia" could have been - with the right cast and, as you said, a more streamlined adaptation that focused more on the title character (and that great Kirshner performance).

Anonymous said...

Interesting review. I haven't seen the movie yet so I can't really judge how well the review applies, but it was definitely a good read.

Arkaan said...

Nate, that was a great piece of writing.

Anonymous said...

Brilliant as ever, but come on---Hilary was mesmerizing. I know you hate her, and she is INDEED a mannish beast, but all this was PERFECT for the role. Her character is 'ACTING!' as well of course. And she, not dissimilar to Juliette Lewis in the 90s, somehow is such a terrible actress that it ends up being rather magnificent. When she explains the stuffed dog and then smiles in extreme close-up and brings Aaron and the camera into the house, she is near (hideously) perfect.

Anonymous said...

There's something weirdly perfect about the fact that you start your review with a photo of Mia Kirshner, and some of your highest praise is for her performance, but you don't list her under "starring". It's almost like that's a great capsule of what the movie is really about.

PoliVamp said...

Tue that, anonymous 2

Haven't seen the movie yet (I live in West Texas, so if it ain't a blockbuster, we don't get it), but I'll be better prepared for it when I fianlly do watch it.

Anonymous said...

I agree with you, bit I think Swank was great. Kepp writing reviews, you're very good.

- cal roth

Tonio Kruger said...

Nice review, Nathaniel, but was it really necessary to jump on the "James Ellroy should have wrote a better book" bandwagon instead of laying the blame on the film's failure on the director?


Brian DePalma has adapted books into movies before and if he's going to get credit for "improving" Stephen King's "Carrie," it seems only fair to blame him for "ruining" James Ellroy's "Black Dahlia."

But, then apart from Ms. Kirshner--who basically had a clone of Nancy Allen's part in "Blowout"--I wasn't much impressed with the acting in this movie.

I was even less impressed by the story. (There was a story or was Mr. DePalma making things up as he went along?)

After all, when you film a mystery set in oldtime LA, you're not just competing against memories of "LA Confidential"--a tough film to beat--but also memories of equally good period pieces like "Chinatown" and "The Devil in A Blue Dress."

Even a non-mystery like Robert Towne's "Ask the Dust"--which was basically a disappointment in most respects--had a more memorable performance--Irina "Rent" Metzel's--than this film.

But then you didn't really expect me to take seriously any film that had such a ridiculous rant about Mexican prostitutes, did you?

NATHANIEL R said...

it wasn't my intention to blame the book. But in adaptations you should figure out that what works in one medium doesn't necessarily work in another. I personally think the book is too plotty if it's just transferred over.

The only thing i've seen in a long time that can handle truly excessive PLOT is The Departed... and that's only because Scorsese and Schoonmaker are running it at 100 miles an hour.

Rob said...

Sorry, but Hilary Swank's Faye Dunaway-style overacting was genius. And yet another gender-ambiguous role!

Woodstock said...

I just wayched it and I felt confused and so amazed by it. But I still couldn't guess why everybody hated it so much, especially the critics.

It's true the film is hardwork, has a lot of information as you said so all that comes to my mind is laziness. Looks like that everone got lazy and decided to hate the movie instead of trying to understand it.

After reading your review I realized how much I need to watch it again so all the names and stories could become clearer in my mind.

I loved Kirshner and Shaw, Johansson as well; she mad me think of Lana Turner in "The Postman Always Rings Twice" - I'm not comparing cuz I haven't seen "Postman" in ages, but Scarlett's looks made me think of Lana. But I gotta admit I enjoyed Swank so much in it! She looked so sexy and mysterious, even when in some scenes she was clearly forcing.

But yeah... unfortunately today was its last day in my town, so I'll have to wait for the dvd to see it again.