
The story is a dark melodrama with a heavy despondent atmosphere. It plays on the passion and fire that drives creativity, and counters it with the hollow emptiness that comes from producing it for the masses. The surrealistic visual moments of the film are reminiscent of American neo-Dada of the 50’s, with momentary hints of German modern experimental theatre. The use of the worm, as representative to the disease of success and marketability of artistry as industry, carries heavily through the film. (At least from my perspective-that is what I took away from this piece. There is also a opus to success devouring the very cradle that nurtured it.) It is not horror in the sense that it is scary or affirmative in standard nightmare follies. So the standard horror audience will take nothing from this film but heartache. However for those who love to explore beyond the standard repertoire , seeking for more emotionally and mentally provoking formats, then you will be enthralled by the expressionism and avant garde aspects of the film. “Way Down In Chinatown” fits into that small group of films that cannot really be categorized as one specific genre. The elements of so many play out in an almost Dante meets Shakespeare fashion.
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