Thursday, March 24, 2016

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In this hybrid of confinement, tension and absurdist gore, The Hateful Eight very much resembles John Carpenter's The Thing.

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It quickly became clear to me in thinking about Tarantino that in order to truly reckon with his late career, one would need to undertake a serious examination of exploitation cinema. That means a long, hard look at the dynamics of sexualized violence, at the meanings of gore, at the emancipatory possibilities of revenge. That means watching Ilsa She-Devil of the SS and I Spit on Your Grave. Another time maybe.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

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It bears mentioning that Mobray is not actually the hangman of Red Rock and is, rather, a member of the Domergue gang and a cold-blooded murderer. And that his name is not actually Oswaldo Mobray, it is English Pete Hicox.  Is it problematic to attribute narrative and political meaning to a quote about the nature of justice made by a murderer playing the part of an officer of the law? Yes it is. More on this below.

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I mean, Warren is an exceptionally complex character. This is a man who recognizes that all of the promises that America has made to black people have been broken, even the ones implied by granting him a blue uniform. He understands that his freedom as a black man has been made possible only through an act of tremendous, sustained violence--the Civil War. And so for him to escape a Confederate prison camp by setting it ablaze, killing dozens of men, many of them Union soldiers, in the process, or to torture and kill the southern soldier--who, by the way, had made the trek to Warren's Wyoming home in order to make good on a Confederate bounty against the Major's life--well these are no great stretch of the moral imagination. He is only obeying the logic of his own survival. In his heartbreaking lie about possessing a personal letter from Abraham Lincoln, Warren reveals his most important piece of wisdom. In a world as defiled as this one, any promise, any trust, is only as good as the guile and force that backs it up. It's to Tarantino's and Jackson's credit, I believe, that they so accurately identify the injustice and violence that shape Warren's world and yet refuse him the righteousness, the innocence, of victimhood. Or rather, he is a victim of politics and history but is still hateful.