Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The Virgin Spring [1960] and Last House on the Left [1972]

DISCLAIMER: Junk's going to get all kinds of sociological this morning, so if you're not game for that sort of thing, I recommend clicking on tags like "Lucha Libre" or "Head-Explodey," which are WAY free-er of academic mumbo-jumbo. What can I say? Sometimes my thoughts, they get provoked.

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One of the things that fascinates me about movies made with the intent of evoking a direct reaction from an audience--be that reaction laughter, horror, sentiment, or any combination of a hundred others--is that these movies often have their roots in pre-cinematic traditions. Even though I poke fun at the claims of literary inspiration in nunsploitation films, they are in fact the direct inheritors of late Eighteenth Century and early Nineteenth Century anti-Catholic stories like "I Promessi Sposi," "The Awful Disclosures of Maria Monk," and Matthew G. Lewis' "The Monk." The folkloric sources of tales of supernatural creatures like werewolves and vampires have been thoroughly catalogued by more academic minds than mine, and ghost stories are as ancient as the art of storytelling itself.

It might surprise some fans of genre entertainment to learn that one of the most quintessentially grindhouse, quintessentially American, quintessentially cynical and vicious shock films in the history of horror cinema, Wes Craven's "The Last House on the Left," draws heavily from an Ingmar Bergman film titled "The Virgin Spring," which was itself based on a medieval ballad.

In the same way that genre films traffic in subtle differences between things that are pretty much the same (EXAMPLE: Bela Lugosi and Richard Roxburgh both played the Dracula character on film; you remember one of these performances), "The Virgin Spring" and "The Last House on the Left" tell stories of young women whose lives are taken by lustful murderers and whose parents take ghastly revenge on those murderers when they unwittingly end up taking refuge in the familial abode. It's important to note here that neither film is "About Women"--rape is violence and it's a societal ill that should upset ALL people. Both of these films are "About Violence" and "About Reactions To Violence." While the events in both films are very similar, the message of each film is incredibly different. "The Virgin Spring" is a meditation on the intersection between faith and personal tragedy while "The Last House on the Left" exalts the cathartic power of revenge.

There are many places where one can draw comparisons between these two films, and there's a lot of rich discussion to be had about the differing intentions of the filmmakers. To me, the most provocative difference between the two films is the way in which they deal with Difficult Women. For the shorthand purposes of a blog entry, I'll define a "difficult woman" as a female who challenges narrow cultural expectations by her aggressiveness and "un-femininity." In "The Virgin Spring" and "The Last House on the Left," there are female characters who are difficult, and the handling of these difficult women is a reflection of the culture in which each movie was created.

In "The Virgin Spring," Karin, the golden-haired daughter of wealthy medieval landowners Töre and Märeta, is set upon by three goat-herders as she travels from her farm to a church. If this sounds as subtle as a sledgehammer to the skull, that's only because we haven't gotten into the details yet! Karin is accompanied by Ingeri, a pregnant teenager and practitioner of Norse paganism who works on the family farm. Ingeri harbors a simmering resentment towards the privileged girl, realizing that the community's perception of Karin as pure and therefore valuable is due largely to her social station. She rages at this chasm between her own lowly upbringing and Karin's entitlement. Simply put, Ingeri is difficult. Her jealousy of Karin isn't unfounded, and her anger comes from a place of frustration rather than of malice. In the scene where Karin is raped and murdered, which is lensed with a documentarian's matter-of-fact eye, Ingeri looks on, powerless, horrified that her ill-wishes towards Karin have come to pass. She feels a sense of guilt that her spite has somehow caused Karin's death and once she is back at the homestead of Karin's family, she confesses what she feels is her involvement in the tragedy. It's noteworthy that Karin's father responds to Ingeri's confession with grace and forgiveness--her perception of her criminality is left for her to work through, while the men who murdered Karin are punished with death.

There is no room for Ingeri's ambiguity in the universe of "The Last House on the Left," a film that divides the world into Good and Bad and casts its teenaged female leads as catalysts of crime being punished for daring to fraternize with people outside their upper-middle-class caste, smoke dope, and listen to rock music. A female character who struggles with jealousy and violent urges in a complicated fashion doesn't belong here, so she is split into two characters: Phyllis and Sadie. Phyllis is the more worldly of the two teen victims, having lost her virginity and dabbled in drugs, and Sadie* is the sole female member of the gang of criminals who rape and murder the two unfortunate teens. Ingeri's disrespect for cultural norms is hacksawed from her envy and rage to create the kind of one-dimensional characters that propel "The Last House on the Left" to its explosive climax. Where Ingeri wishes Karin ill, she is horrified when this comes to pass--Sadie, on the other hand, takes a malicious delight in the defilement of the two upper-middle-class women. It's all about the release of pent-up violence in "The Last House on the Left," whether it's the outburst of jealousy on the part of the murderers that results in the deaths of the young women, or the purging of the parents' fury.

*It's interesting to note that Manson Family murderer Susan Atkins adopted the moniker "Sadie Mae Glutz" during the cult's reign of terror.

"The Virgin Spring" closes with Karin's parents recovering her lifeless body and vowing to build a church in their daughter's memory, breaking the cycle of violence. "Last House on the Left" ends on a freeze-frame of blood-spattered survivors who have triumphed in a battle of upper-middle-class family values over the anarchy of the inner city. To put it in terms of an extreme understatement: the parents in "The Last House on the Left" are NOT going to be building any churches anytime soon.

It's interesting that the messages of these two films, which are intended for very different audiences (in fairness: there's that thin sliver of a Venn Diagram that represents "me and some like-minded deviants") draw such drastically different meanings from similar material. One wonders what that medieval balladeer who wrote the original song would have thought about all of this!

17 comments:

B-Sol said...

Kate, this post is an example of why I haven't had the nerve to directly ask anyone to vote for me for the Rondo! You've done some fine, fine work here and continue to be a horror critic of formidable talents.
It's interesting to note, in this era of remaking foreign language films, that there truly is nothing new under the sun.

dr.morbius said...

Thoughtful and thorough. I think it's interesting to compare Last House to Aldo Lado Night Train Murders, too, which, again, takes the same material and twists it again, especially in the context of the "difficult woman" that you've drawn. If you've seen it, you know what I mean.

As a side note, Bergman didn't like The Virgin Spring much. He called it a "second rate imitation of Kurosawa." Not that that has any bearing on what you've written, but it's interesting.

Pax Romano said...

Excellent posting.

When I was in college we watched both films back to back so that we could compare and contrast the stories.

What I only recently learned was The Virgin Spring was based on Töres dotter i Wäng (the medieval ballad you mentioned).

christine said...

This is one of my favorite topics ever! Seriously!
I blogged about this 2 ish years ago and we printed a piece on the 2 films in the magazine a few issues back.
I could just read analysis and opinion on the 2 films for days! This is a great post.

Nigel M said...

Excellent piece and I think that dr.morbius above is right in that Lado's Night Train Murders would be another exceptionally interesting point of comparison- though personally I have taken lado's film as a general metaphor for the seduction of fascism and the revenge violence not as carthasis but the capitulation to illiberalism while I took the mysterious woman on train to represent the personification of fascism hidden behind the veil of respectability, i digress

Erich Kuersten said...

Another swell post from the Tenebrous one and congrats on the Rondo nomination. I'll be rooting for you (I was nominated in 2003 for best feature article, for a piece on the FLY films in Scarlet Street - I lost) Go Kate, Go!

Nowtas said...

Great post.

I think Junior is the Ingeri character in Last House. He is the one that regrets their actions, does not take a direct role in the attacks, gives away that something has happened to the daughter, etc. He takes control of his punishment too, though rather messily.

Tenebrous Kate said...

Thank you so much, B-Sol! I'm truly touched and honored to know you feel this way about my writing. Those are strong words of endorsement! As to the "nothing new" thing, I sometimes feel like I live in Teletubbies world: "Lesbian vampires--AGAIN, AGAIN! Gruesome revenge--AGAIN, AGAIN! Kinky fascists--AGAIN, AGAIN!"

Doc M, there's definitely a very good write-up in comparing "Night Train Murders" to these films! <a href="http://tenebrouskate.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-train-murders-1975.html>I talked about that one on its own merits a while back</a>, but I found it to be VERY powerful stuff. It's really interesting that Bergman wasn't delighted with "The Virgin Spring"--I didn't know that! I thought it was very well-executed, but his self-criticism holds water. I'm mentally re-visiting the movie with that in mind, now.

Thanks, Pax! That's a very cool exercise to've done in an academic setting. I bet you and your classmates had some engaging debates on that day. My own film class experiences were downhill after German Expressionism--I took that one-semester class entirely based on the fact that we'd get to see "Warning Shadows." Which of course is now widely available on DVD :P

Christine, I hadn't seen "Virgin Spring" till this weekend, and now I'm occupying myself looking up other analyses online! I'm going to have to go back to the Paracinema blog and check out your thoughts. Thanks, as always, for your kind words!

Nigel, your digressions are always welcome here. And FWIW, I think your analysis is fascinating and spot-on!

Thank you Erich! BTW--to anybody reading this here, go check out Erich's blog post on Christophe Waltz's performance as Hans Landa. It's fab (as is the rest of his series on Germans on film).

Nowtas, that's an interesting point of view! There are definitely elements of the Ingeri character in Junior, but I see a more direct correlation between Junior and the adolescent boy goat-herder character that I didn't discuss in the above review (seriously--there's a thesis paper in this topic!). His guilt-by-association has the same kind of poignancy as Junior's lack of direct involvement in the violent acts. The great thing about this kind of analysis is that there are so many correlations that can be drawn--it's really open to interpretation!

dr.morbius said...

Doh! And I commented on that review, too. My memory isn't what it used to be.

Planet of Terror said...

Wow, incredible post Kate. My partner in crime reviewed the Virgin Spring not too long ago and I have still yet see it. Your post makes me want to remedy that, ASAP.

The Vicar of VHS said...

Allow me to add my kudos to the richly deserved pile, Empress! Great post.

Also, I want to watch Tenebrous Teletubbies. Although thanks to your comment, I get the feeling that I'll be doing so whenever I stumble on the Earth Prime version, from now on, in my mind at least. ;)

Emily said...

Damn fine post ma'am.

The one thing that always bothered me about The Virgin Spring is that while the father does repent at the end, he'll always have that revenge. Maybe I just need to rewatch it again, but i remember feeling, when it was over, that if he had to do all of that again, he would have. Perhaps it's just the general problem I have with certain Christian sects: do whatever you do, as long as you have that deathbed confession to stamp your hand to heaven.

But great to read your thoughts on Ingheri (sic?), as her character is incredibly important and few really take such close examinations of why.

Gryphon said...

Hmmmm. Interesting to learn that Bergman wasn't in love with 'The Virgin Spring' - I never cared much for it myself. (In fact, I prefer the Lado film to either VS or LHOTL - which is not to say that I hold the Lado film in any too high regard, either). If it is a "second rate imitation of Kurosawa," it is, moreover, an imitation of Kurosawa's most overrated film. At least, in terms of 'Rashomon' ripoffs, Mario Bava managed to improve on both Kurosawa and Bergman by rethinking the material as a sex comedy. (The only Bergman film I've seen that I disliked more than 'The Virgin Spring' was 'The Devil's Eye,' which showed how drastically unsuited to bedroom farce Bergman was.) I guess every film can't be 'Persona' or 'Ran.' Anyone who can pull off anything as good as those films should be forgiven the occasional stinker.

Tenebrous Kate said...

Planet of Terror and anybody else who's curious--I caught "Virgin Spring" on Netflix Instant Watch! Nothing like instant gratification to urge me towards something I might not ordinarily watch. Of course then I watched "DC Cab" later the same day to balance my humors, but that's another post entirely...

Thanks, Vicar. I really don't feel like I need to invent my own kids' show anymore after watching "Yo Gabba Gabba." Any show that has Mark Mothersbaugh making sly pro-evolution commentary while teaching toddlers to draw monkeys is ace in THIS gal's book!

Danke, Emily! This is REALLY thought-provoking:

>> while the father does repent at the end, he'll always have that revenge.

I can definitely see that as being frustrating--excellent observation! I wonder how much of that was an intentional critique of the Christian "Get Out of Hell Free Card" that is confession, and how much of that is an endorsement of that same thing. Either way, really good call and another element that adds richness to the film.

Gryphon, this is why I'm glad folks add comments! I'm not nearly well-versed enough in Bergman's or Kurosawa's filmographies to offer up an opinion, and I'm glad to have the conversation added to in this way...!

Emily said...

The best thing ever about what you just said is that on Saturday morning, I too Instant Watched (Instant(ly) Watched?) D.C. Cab, and a few boroughs away, ParaChristine did as well. Apparently it was airborne!

Tenebrous Kate said...

Emily, I'd like to think that my viewing of DC CAB has prepared me for my upcoming visit to our nation's capital. I have a suitcase full of argyle sweater vests, tight sweatpants, and feathered earrings ready to rock even as we speak.

Emily said...

Don't forget your curlers!