Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Movie Recommendation of the Month


Why does the vampire myth endure? Vampires or something approximating them have been with us since before the advent of Christ. Putting vampires on film is almost as old as the motion pictures themselves. The archetype for the modern vampire is of course Bram Stoker’s Dracula, a book I should probably read someday. Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles facilitated my earliest and deepest forays into vampire lore. Before she became born-again, Rice was one of my favorite writers. She could spin a tale replete with its own intricate mythology that left you marveling at the breadth and depth of it all. She was my J.K. Rowling. Interview with a Vampire, The Vampire Lestat and Queen of the Damned were some of my favorite books as a teenager. After college I got hip to Buffy the Vampire Slayer (second greatest show of all time behind The Wire; I can prove this empirically), but after the first two seasons that really wasn’t much about vampires. But I digress.

Back to the question: why do vampires still intrigue us? For my money, vampires are the perfect monster. In most incarnations they are always just slightly inhuman in appearance, many times too perfect, ageless and unchanging. You could write a dissertation on the symbolic importance of blood and drinking blood and then you throw sex into the mix. Oy. The vampire can represent almost anything you want and that’s what makes it such a great template to work with. As long as you adhere to a few rules, you can write a vampire story that’s a metaphor for whatever the heck you want.


Enter “Let the Right One In”, a Swedish vampire movie about the horrors of adolescence, the beguiling nature of love and of course preying on humans. Oskar a delicate blond boy in both features and temperament spends his days getting bullied at school and his nights fantasizing about revenge upon his tormentors. Eli is the strange girl who has just moved next door and has a habit of hanging out on the frozen bars of the Jungle Jim in her pajamas oblivious to the cold. After a couple of awkward interactions, the two become fast friends. The movie’s plot isn’t especially suspenseful or thrilling (although there are genuine heartbeat-raising moments). What drew me in was the relationship between Oskar and Eli. It felt so natural. The child-actors do an excellent job. Oskar's vulnerability masked beneath his aloofness and Eli's loneliness buried just beneath her lone wolf posturing are both communicated beautifully.

The movie does set-up some interesting mysteries. Who is the man who seems to be Eli’s father? Does Eli truly love Oskar? Is she capable? Her character is morally ambiguous. She seems to have some compunction about killing, but then she just lets other people do it for her. She’s more than capable of securing her own food and perhaps doing a much better job of it, so why the need for a surrogate? How old is she? At one point she states, “I am twelve. But I’ve been twelve for a long, long time.” One wonders is she still emotionally twelve as well? It is clear that she manipulates Oskar, but how different is this from any other twelve year old? Also the question of sexuality is left lingering as Eli tells Oskar more than once that she is not a girl. Does she just mean that she is a vampire and therefore lacks gender or is "she" really a "he"? The movie lets this go unresolved even teasing us with a shot in the film that leaves the question even more open-ended (apparently in the novel upon which the movie is based, this point is made explicitly clear). There is also an abundance of ambiguous sexuality going on. Almost every male character is at some point implied to be gay or at least bisexual. It’s an odd touch but one that creates an undercurrent that colors how viewers interpret the film.

The cinematography enhances the film even further: drab utilitarian structures that make up the scenery all set against the stark snow and ice backdrop plus the alternating sun-bleached and purple midnight skies, all of it creates a sort of sensory deprivation for the viewer. Taken altogether, it's unlike any horror film I've ever seen. I'm not sure that's even the proper designation.

Much to my chagrin, an American remake is in the works. I can only imagine that they'll butcher the film, removing some of the more subversive elements to make it more palatable for American audiences. Do yourself a favor and just rent the DVD. Also respect the actors: watch it with the subtitles.

1 comment:

Wicker Man said...

It may be apocry-stuff, but I like the link between vampires and Europe's long history of plagues. Affinity for rats and other vermin, pained by sunlight and running water. I like Nosferatu and the savages of 30 Days of Night, or whatever that one was called, far above the suave lotharios wearing blouses.

The best question of vampire-dom, I think, is just how does immortality fuck with you? I don't think one gets more cultured and effete; at some point all those bon mots, well, you'll have heard them all. IMO, you start losing your links with humanity and get tired of all the trappings of killing and just do it, relentlessly.

That's probably the curse of the vampire, come to think of it. Living forever yet nevertheless required to feed.