Never underestimate the influence of John Waters. Apparently, he mentioned to Gregg Araki that, while he admired Araki’s recent, more serious films like Mysterious Skin, he really missed the questionable taste and confrontational panache of films like The Doom Generation and Totally F***ed Up. From that conversation Kaboom was born, and it does indeed share key touchstones with Araki’s earlier films, including scatological and absurd Valley-inflected dialogue, elements of campy gore and Araki’s troupe of arrestingly sexy guys and girls. But Kaboom also feels like a stealthily sophisticated synthesis of Araki’s various experiments in tone and cinematography, a product of someone hitting their prime as a radical, independent artist.
Any attempt to walk through a conventional plot synopsis for Kaboom feels like a feeble exercise. One could say that it concerns a sex-crazed bisexual college boy plunging headlong into a supernatural world of demons, cults, human sacrifice and potential Armageddon. But the film ultimately ends up being about, and existing in, a borderline psychotic, psychosexually-hyperactive imaginary universe that feels absolutely real and true – not so much prescient as an alternate version of reality. The film’s often chilling, drug-saturated paranoia (even we audience members start looking over our shoulders) makes the film feel like a mélange of The Manchurian Candidate and Liquid Sky.
What matters about Kaboom, other than its exceptional directorial control of outrageously over-the-top material, is that Araki is able to reveal beautiful moments of human emotion against the backdrop of a manic tableau. Great sadness and joy inflect even the silliest of scenes; the confusion and pain of the onset of adulthood is felt deeply throughout, and Araki evokes just the right amount of wistfulness for a more carefree time.
It’s also really freakin’ funny. Corrosively so. And sexy, in an about-to-get-busted kind of way. In fact, Kaboom just might be the first great paranoid, dystopian sex comedy in the history of cinema. Bravo! –TIFF.net
One of the angriest, most unconventional, and relentlessly intriguing voices in independent cinema, filmmaker Gregg Araki emerged on the film scene with the subtlety of a gunshot to the head with The Living End in 1992. His story of two HIV-positive gay lovers on a highway rampage quickly established him as one of the key figures in the “New Queer Cinema.” The film reached out to many of society’s more alienated members—gay and straight—who related to its energetic rage and identified with the anger of its principle characters.
Of Asian-American heritage, Araki is a native of Southern California. After attending film school at the University of Southern California—where he was particularly influenced by screwball comedies such as Bringing Up Baby— he made his directorial debut in 1987 with Three Bewildered People in the Night. With a budget of only $5,000 and using a stationary camera, he told the story of a romance between a video artist, her lover… read more
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