Charlize Theron in Patty Jenkins's Monster: Being the Joke
Published January 24, 2004
In the entire Metacritic list of major reviews of Charlize Theron's performance as executed serial killer Aileen Wuornos in Monster not one mentions how funny she is. They write about the actress soberly as if they're reviewing the murderess's sentence and need to come down on the right side of the death penalty debate. They stress that Theron brings out Wuornos's humanity, meaning, apparently, that she shows the pathological highway hooker's hurting side. The movie is not as boring as their praise makes it sound: it more complexly acknowledges fecklessness and grotesqueness and obstreperous, ungovernable rage as components of humanity, too. Monster doesn't bring Wuornos to us, it brings us to her.
Which is not to say there's any moral equivocating. At trial the actual Wuornos claimed that all seven of her 1989-90 killings were acts of self-defense against brutal rape attempts. Writer-director Patty Jenkins, however, plays only the first one that way. In the subsequent encounters she shows Wuornos provoking the men, who pick her up thumbing along Florida highways, in order to get the release of killing them. (This is perhaps clearest in the scene in which an overweight, stuttering first-timer doesn't respond to the provocation and we see Wuornos shudder off the anticipated catharsis before giving him a handjob.) The men also serve a more practical purpose as robbery victims (they're like ill-fated, mortal ATMs) who fund Wuornos's motel life with Selby Wall (Christina Ricci), a runaway teenaged girl she picks up in a lesbian bar in the opening scene.
Theron's performance is an astounding piece of work, but make no mistake, the actress makes as bizarre an apparition as if she were in a Saturday Night Live sketch. That, I think, is the key to the greatness of her performance. Theron packed on some unsightly lbs. and wears prosthetics to resemble Wuornos superficially, but this isn't like Robert De Niro's transformation into Jake La Motta in Martin Scorsese's Raging Bull (1980), which is grimly and monotonously locked into a preconception of the character. Theron is much less rigid, much more intuitive.
You can't say what part of her this performance is coming out of--the truckstop-beauty vanity over her diminishing physical assets, the self-protective swagger of her square shoulders and jutting belly, the headbanger diction and the voice that rises from a drawl to a bellow in anger, which also makes her eyes pop perfectly round. Theron's Wuornos charges straight at trouble like a bull when something sets her off but even when Wuornos is happy Theron splays her body out in an ungainly-mannish way as if she were relaxing on a sofa in the big converted basement den of the world. The fact that nothing Theron has done before makes her seem like the kind of actress to give this performance is part of what gives it its impact--we're watching alchemy not chemistry.
Even better, it's unexpected precisely because we can't perceive her implementing some already well-known technique. We don't come into the theater expecting a showcase for a reliably clever performer. In other words, it's not a Nicolas Cage performance, though it takes a similarly morbid-giddy route to the end of the line that Cage traveled as the self-destructively alcoholic writer in Leaving Las Vegas (1995), donning a lampshade in anticipation of his own wake. Theron is fearless, going as far with the stylization as Bette Davis in Of Human Bondage (1934) but using what's ludicrous about her own mannerisms to get at the character, like Barbara Stanwyck in Stella Dallas (1937). It's a performance to compare to some of the peak work of our most daring stars.
I was surprised to find myself laughing with the movie, but it started to make sense in the sequence in which the totally unskilled Wuornos tries to stop hooking and get a real job. We first see her in a series of interviews attempting to talk her way into office work, and it's a humorous exaggeration of what many of us have had to do, bullshit for a chance at a menial job. (Not entirely different from the similar sequence in Erin Brockovich (2000), except that that movie emphasized the pathos rather than the comedy.) Next we see Wuornos interviewing with an attorney who unpleasantly tells her the hard truth. When she blows up at him he actually turns her into the straight man by cracking, "Now I'm really sorry I didn't give you the job." Finally we see her trying to appeal to a placement agency worker by admitting the truth, that she's a hooker trying to go straight, which understandably doesn't work, either. And then, out of options, she's walking down the sidewalk, in her demented idea of appropriate business wear, when she's pulled over by a cop, who had arrested her previously for prostitution, and forced to give him a blowjob.
- Charlize Theron in Patty Jenkins's Monster: Being the Joke
- Published: January 24, 2004
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- Writer: Alan Dale
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I actually include that as a possibility in my review: "the man would have to have refilled the bottle beforehand either by squeezing and suctioning the alcohol into the empty bottle...". I'm aware that people fill empty Visine bottles with the drug G to sneak it into clubs. Even so, the attacker would have had no more than 1 fluid ounce of alcohol in a bottle, refilled by any means, and according to Wuornos's testimony he used the contents of the Visine bottle to wash his own penis, then squirt some on her rectum, in her vagina, and up her nose, and threatened to squirt some in her eyes.
Thanks for writing, Alan
Is Alan too tall?
Less, please.
When I teach journalism, this is one of the things I have to get on my students about. Some of them mistakenly thinking writing a long article means writing a better article. Not necessarily. And, it almost guarantees most people will not read the article. Studies show that most newspaper readers will not even follow a jump. So, one way to get read is to write concisely. For example, if I were working the desk, the first reference to a footnote in this piece would be slash and burn time. I tend to be even more merciless with my own work.
How do you know whether I'm read or not? I assume you're generalizing from your own response, but I'm not sure that's useful. I agree with you that writing should be edited down to eliminate redundancy. But I honestly think that telling me to write less in order to be read because most newspaper readers have short attention spans is not good advice, not for me at any rate.
I appreciate constructive criticism, but I am not one of your students (though you patronize me as if I were), this is not journalism, and in fact this isn't even a market. You paid nothing for access to my writing and I received nothing, so you don't have leverage as a consumer. Neither are you my editor, although your recommendation to chase after readers certainly sounds like what my friends who are professional movie critics complain about in their editors. (If you were my editor, I'd have to point out that the term "footnote" actually introduces a second review of a different movie about the same person, and thus is neither redundanct nor irrelevant.)
Pros face the constraints imposed by buzz-seeking editors and limited space and time. By contrast, I have no deadlines and thus more time to connect one thought with another. As for space, it may be virtual but I can have as much as I like. This allows me to write a lot about previous movies, which I do because people strike me as shockingly ill-informed about movie history although it's more available now than ever before. (If they only knew what to look for--the amazon.com links are thus more than illustrations to me.) And I also take up a lot of space tying a movie's genre to the literary history of narrative forms, because ideas about movie genres in this country is so pitifully underdeveloped. This last could almost be called a quest of mine, left over from my own days as an academic.
I also think of a blog review as a dossier on a movie, a collection of links to other websites and documents that set the movie in a broader, more entertaining, general-interest context. The links in the Monster review include the Metacritic list of all major-outlet reviews as well as two direct links to a couple that also deal with both the fiction film and the documentary; interviews with directors of both movies; a website about Aileen Wuornos that in itself includes so much material it would tax anybody's attention span; a feminist defense of Wuornos; the resume of the woman who wrote that defense; the Visine page on the Pfizer website; and a parody letter from President Bush to Governor Bush about Wuornos.
Some ideas can't be worked out in a shorter compass. I don't aim to write thumbs-up-thumbs-down guides to movie going--no star ratings, no Oscar predictions. The beauty of blogging is that it's a non-competitive open field. I'm not crowding anyone else out by writing long reviews (and on Blogcritics no one's work takes up any more space than anyone else's on the home page).
I don't expect everyone to read every word I publish. (I try to keep the paragraphs short and pepper them with bold highlights to facilitate skimming.) I don't expect anybody reads The New York Review of Books cover to cover, but neither do I feel the authors of those articles have failed if I skim them. I practice movie criticism as an amateur, which affords me the luxury of fully developing every idea I feel like developing. I'd like people to read what I write, but I eat well either way. I don't have to pander to readers.
I believe you meant your criticism to be helpful, but by telling me to cut back to the limit of the attention span of most newspaper readers you are in essence telling me to do run-of-the-mill work. (The next step on that path would be to tell me to praise the movies I think will be hits, like the critics quoted in ads.) Actually, I would be content to write the reviews for my own pleasure, as an intellectual exercise. But I also believe I am more idealistic than you seem to be judging from your advice. That is to say, I believe my only chance of finding a meaningful readership, even if only among a (patient) minority, is by making my writing more and more like mine and no one else's, even if that means writing at greater length than the mass audience is interested in reading.
There are bite-sized reviews everywhere else in the media if that's as much attention as you care to give to the subject. And if you get into one of my reviews and think it's too long, by all means stop reading and move on. They're reviews not homework. Sorry they don't engage you more.
That comment is needlessly long-winded too, so I only read the first two grafs.
Actually, I do know whether overlong blog entries get read because I do research. They don't. The average time a reader spends at a blog is under two minutes. Chances that one of them would spend five minutes reading an endless entry about a movie are extremely low.
But, whatever. We can just ignore bloggers with verbal diarrhea. Fortunately, another Blogcritic wrote a shorter, better review of the same movie. Most people will choose to read it after taking a glance at this one.
Oh, BTW. Eric sent an email today asking BCs to pay more attention to the rules of writing. But, feel free to dis' it, too.
How do you know it's "needlessly long-winded" if you didn't read it?
Anyway, I'm not writing for "average" readers.
I enjoyed the entire piece, especially the in-depth nature of it. What kept me glued to the piece was the subject matter, not the length or brevity thereof.
I believe the criticism outlined above was of a constructive nature, but applies more to other forms of media (specifically newspapers, magazines, etc.) than to blogs, etc.
What I feel we are witnessing, here, is an attempt by the "old media" to assert their rules on the "new media", as they feel the scope of their influence beginning to slip.
Congratulations on a fine piece.
I am currently doing research on Monster for a conference. My academic area is not film, but cultural studies. One of the major problems I find when reading material, both academic and journalistic, is lack of contextualisation; that is, making the critical links. Especially in the puclic arena which has such an excess of intertextual flotsam as it is. It's like reducing the entirety of South Africa, all it's variegated cultures; competing histories and stories, to a few iconnic images of Nelson Mandela that circulate around the international press. I found your article on Monster critically aware of the need to narrativise the 'loose' connections in a comprehensive, well researched and insightful manner. Moving from the historical context of the 'true' story to the film itself, you dealt complexly with the issue of irony and laughter that I have not seen in any other site I have visited. Moreover, the depth of your questioning allows you to introduce your reader to other films, other characters, different concepts, thoughts and angles and thus not only tells, but more effectively, shows the reader conventions (language) from which we make sense of these specular things that flash before us on screens. A critical writer that actually cares about readers understanding things. For this I thank you. As for your length. Bravo! If more journalists wrote like you maybe we would be better equipped to understand our own complicity and necessity in constructing ourselves and others as monsters.
Thank you for your comment, not only on the review, but on the "controversy" with the other blogger. I expend a lot of time and effort on these reviews, probably a ridiculous amount, and it's heartening to hear that someone connected with something I wrote.
i am from mexico city and i only want to say that i am very admired and excited with the great performance of charlize theron in monster, i want that everybody admit the great work she did. sorry if i use some ba woards in this few lines.
tnak you charlize for you excellent work
Enjoyed your review. Mac Diva can tell you how to turn your steak into a big mac -- don't listen. The beauty of the internet is that it is extremely democratic. There are people who, in real life, enjoy positions of authority based on job title, like "teacher." On the internet, authority is only attained by demonstrating the quality of one's thought. Thus, some authority figureheads become extremely uncomfortable on the internet, trying ceaslessly to cite something or another to afford them the authority their position in life gives them, but which their thoughts cannot. Hope to read more of your reviews in the future.
Brilliant about the steak/big mac. Thanks for the props. The democracy of the internet has been miraculous: w/o squeezing anyone else out I can reach people who are interested in what I have to say, and the rest are free to surf on by. It's an amazing boost to get e-mails from the people who are interested b/c it gets the conversation out of my head, into the world.
pls.. list all songs tital that was on the (( monster movie))Charlize Theron (Christina Ricci ..... can any one do that for me ) tks
What exactly is your review measured against? You weren't there, you didn't know Aileen. Don't you know that a review of someone else's interpretation of a situation based on news stories, interviews, etc. is equally valid to your interpretation of that situation. Did you know something about the Wuornos case that these filmmakers did not?



Not to nitpick, as I haven't seen the film yet, but thought I'd fill in a little info on the Visine bottle you mentioned. You really could fill that yourself - since it functions by pressure, when empty you could point the tip into a fluid, squeeze the bottle so the air is pushed out, and upon releasing the pressure, the vacuum inside the bottle will suck the liquid back into it. It works just like an eye-dropper, actually.