The Shape of Water (2017; dir. Guillermo del Toro) is a fantasy
about a mute woman who falls in love with a creature captured by scientists in
South America. He looks like the
creature in Creature from the Black
Lagoon (1954; dir. Jack Arnold). So
much about this film was novel, fanciful, unusual, off-kilter. It has elements of comedy and is definitely a
satire on 1950s Cold War America. The
creature itself (in the credits he is listed as Amphibian Man, played by Doug
Jones, in heavy makeup) embodies the Other.
He is, of course, a large amphibian with certain human features. He is intelligent, self-aware, and feels
emotion. To the military, and to the
Russian espionage agents who want to kidnap him, he is simply an “asset,” a
thing to be vivisected and killed. The
mute woman who works as a janitor in the research lab, Elisa Esposito, played
by Sally Hawkins, is the only person able to recognize him for what he is. She lacks the ability to talk, and he has
difficulty communicating as well—this draws them together and their bond
gradually strengthens.
Michael Shannon is Colonel
Richard Strickland, the evil director of the research lab where the creature is
confined. He is a deliberate stereotype,
the quintessential 1950s American man, rigid in his thinking, narcissistic, materialistic,
ambitious at the cost of all others.
When he has sex with his wife, he puts his arm across her mouth so he
doesn’t have to hear her respond. He is
attracted to Elisa because she is mute and tries to come on to her. He is singularly focused on his career, on
himself, on following orders. He refuses to consider that the creature in his
lab might be worth keeping alive. He is especially angry that the creature bit
off two of his fingers in an early encounter.
Elisa’s roommate, Giles (Richard
Jenkins) is a middle-aged illustrator, a recovering alcoholic who draws
hyper-traditional magazine covers (in the style of Norman Rockwell). Along with
Elisa, he watches saccharine 1940s and 50s musicals. They’re both romantics. Occasionally, he
takes her to dinner, but there is nothing sexual between them. He’s timid and
unassertive, afraid to make waves, but in the end, he becomes Elisa’s ally in
her attempt to save the creature, as does a scientist in the lab, an undercover
spy who doesn’t agree with his Russian superiors that the creature should be
killed to prevent the Americans from studying it.
The creature may be an alien
being. He has the ability to heal the
humans around it, and when he is aroused his skin illuminates in beads of
bluish-green light. The natives in the
jungle where he was captured are said to have worshipped him, and Giles even
wonders whether he might be a god. The
movie doesn’t encourage or pursue such possibilities. This film is, after all, a fantasy, so there
is no surprise that he is a fantastic creature. While many 1950s and 60s monster films
portrayed threatening creatures as soulless horrors, this film takes the
opposite tack.
The soundtrack consists of lush
romantic music, mostly by Alexandre Duplat, composed in 1940s and 50s styles,
some of it performed by contemporary singers such as Renee Fleming. A scene
reminiscent of La La Land (2016; dir.
Damien Chazelle) shows the creature and Elisa dancing a waltz in the style of
Rogers and Astaire. (I was far more charmed by this film than by La La Land). Clips from period movies
and television shows and news broadcasts embed the film in its time period. The
film is lushly romantic. Accordion music
that recurs throughout the film almost makes one think that it’s a French
romantic musical. Yet its commentary on racism, homophobia, otherness,
scientific research, military indifference is serious.
All elements of this film cohere
in a nearly seamless and wholly entertaining experience. The neon color palette
is wonderful. The Shape of Water is a
love story, an espionage thriller, a comedy, a study of 1950s Cold War America,
and an enthralling, emotionally fulfilling cinematic achievement. I think this
film was even better than del Toro’s Pan’s
Labyrinth (2006), which itself was quite a remarkable film.
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