Gregg Araki's Mysterious Skin: Unf***ingbelievable
Published July 19, 2005
At the same time the obvious, lumbering plot mechanics constantly interfere with the erotic signals. Brian's story is a romance in which the protagonist is both the rescuing knight and the damsel in distress; Neil's story is a romance of temptation, in which his adventures teach him that "real" connections are better than the kind he has with johns. So you know something bad has to happen to Neil while hustling, which gives the last few of his tricks a meretriciously ominous feel - Is this guy Mr. Goodbar? Is this one? The sex scenes in Mysterious Skin thus flicker between porny languor and psycho-killer suspense (with public-service interruptions to remind us to have safer sex), and it's hard not to get the giggles when you feel the self-serious director has so little management of his erotic material.
All that said, Gordon-Levitt, his eyes both shiny with anticipation and cut off from direct contact, gives Neil an overdone swagger that's perfect for a boy getting all his experience at the extremes. He impressively embodies without overstatement the movie's otherwise dull, alternative-normative lament, If only Neil could settle down with Eric (Jeffrey Licon), the queeny, arty college student who adores him. (I'm guessing Eric is Araki's point of identification among the characters.) And are we to suppose that Neil prefers the excitement of the hunt to the relative security of possession because he was molested? If so, there must be a lot of men out there with as-yet unrecovered memories.
Gordon-Levitt's performance is certainly daring; it is, in fact, all daring because he has to pull the character out of himself working for a writer-director who doesn't have the head for realism. For instance, the movie has Neil, when still a child, abduct a retarded kid on Hallowe'en, put two bottle rockets in his mouth and fire them off. To keep the kid from telling, little Neil then goes down on him. This behavior in a child as young as Neil evinces a psychopathology that the movie's sympathy for him never accounts for. (And I don't believe that a retarded kid would not tell his parents who had maimed him just because his assailant had given him a blow job, however precociously skillful.)
Altogether, the world of Mysterious Skin doesn't work like our world. Neil isn't just sexually active at age eight, he's sexually mature, physiologically. When he goes into the public park to cruise as a teenager he goes in broad daylight, and stands out in the open on the playground rather than in the bushes or on wooded paths. A john warns him that the police patrol the park regularly but there's never anyone else there at all. Neil's mother is a hard-drinking sexpot who leaves him on his own to such an extent he can get stoned and hustle while living in her house, but her love for him is meant to be genuine, complete. Later, in New York, a john beats Neil bloody with a shampoo bottle while fucking him upside down in a wet bathtub--how many hands does the attacker have? And is it likely the guy would dump the unconscious boy in front of his own apartment building?
- Gregg Araki's Mysterious Skin: Unf***ingbelievable
- Published: July 19, 2005
- Type: Review
- Section: Video
- Filed Under: Video: Art House, Video: Drama
- Writer: Alan Dale
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I found this film ridiculous. Never has the subject of sexual abuse been tackled in such a ridiculous manner. The heavy and disturbing abuse scenes were obviously put in to try and shadow the dreadful acting (minus Neil he took a good shot at it) I was nauseated throughout and felt that the film totally depended on shock value.
Hey Claire,
Thanks for the comment. The abuse scenes were odd to me b/c their purpose escaped Araki's control. They seemed dreamily erotic, which might make sense for Neil but not Brian. The addition of the recovered-memory detective story turned it all to cheese.
Apparently you don't realize how this works. I was abused from age 4-6 by my neighbor and had 20 years of repressed memory... saw 7 psychologists and I thought all my problems were becasue of my parent's divorce when I was 8. Even the short memories I did have pointed to but never showed proof that anything happened. I lied to myself without realizing I was lying, that the abuse ever happened. But looking back now, I know it did. I was laying on a bed with a camera ponted at me... I was told my the man that if I said anything that my parents wouldn't want me... these things I occasionally remembered in the 20 years but discarded them as just memories with no meaning. Repressed memory DOES HAPPEN. I thought I had a happy childhood. In my teens I was depressed everyday but didn't know why.
As for the movie... that's what happens in real life. I'm sorry that you can't handle the scenes but that's real life. You know that a child might go through when he/she says they were abused and how they can be affected... but do you REALLY know what they went through? These scenes hint to it. A child that young can not mentally process that event... not enough life experience so the mind pushes it away as a defense mechanism. Please be more open-minded about this movie. I basically lived this movie because there was the man's son (my age) with me too.
These "graphic" scenes which really are just implied scenes puts you in the place of the child. If you can't handle it, think of how the child must have felt.
I absolutely agree with the last posting stated. I wrote a paper on this for a graduate level class on the effects of trauma on children--it was assigned by the professor. You don't seem to understand trauma at a basic level and it shows in your review. As for the uneasiness, again, as stated above, these are events that happen to real people. As a society we must come to understand our fellow people's experiences.
I was abused, and the film is so resonant, I'm still off balance a few days after viewing it twice. The writing of the view is thorough, exceptionally well written, and engaging for as long as it is, but as someone just overwhelmed with watching the movie, I have to tell you memories do get pushed away due to childhood trauma. I was sexually abused, but for many years didn't label it molestation because I was just like Neil, craving male physical contact, and still cannot remember the first incident that led to a year long inappropriate sexual relationship at age 5-6 with my babysitter. The AIDS safe sex stuff bangs you over the head, but I'm fascinated with how many reviews and comments find the mutual seduction either implausible or titillating. Trust me, it's real.













Alan did you try and e-mail me? Eric?