Dumped by his girlfriend because of his excesses with alcohol and drugs, Matty, a Hollywood actor sick and tired of his life, spends a wild night with his friend Mickey, remembering absolutely nothing the next day. However, a year and a half later, by now free of his addictions, he starts having recurring nightmares leading him to suspect that he may well have committed a murder on the fated night in question. –San Sebastián Film Festival
Independent New York filmmaker Abel Ferrara became best-known for his low-budget, shockingly violent films that explore the roughest parts of the Big Apple and the darkest reaches of the human soul, with films such as China Girl (1987), his unique version of Romeo and Juliet, generating a devoted following. Ferrara was born in the Bronx, but spent most of his childhood in Peekskill, NY, where he met the two young men who would eventually become his primary screenwriter (Nicholas St. John) and occasional consultant (John McIntyre). As boys, they would play around with 8 mm cameras. In the mid-‘70s, the three reunited and founded Navaron Films, where they produced an adult film. In 1979, they released their most notorious film, Driller Killer, for which Ferrara starred, edited, and wrote the songs under the pseudonym Jimmie Laine. In this movie, a young man goes berserk and begins killing vagrants with a portable power drill. Ferrara continued making low-budget shockers until the late… read more
Possessing that incredible raw energy that only Ferrara has nowadays, this film stays with you and haunts you long after you've finished watching it. It's a movie about a man's past catching up with him (one of Ferrara's favourite themes) and its approach on the study of Image and Reflection is a powerful insight on the role of cinema itself. It's a flawed film, but masterful as a whole.
The movie was excellent until the last 15 minutes, which as in many of other Ferrara films he seems to change gears and end on a different note. The whole piece is a drama-driven story but then it goes to some sort of thriller conclusion that i'm not very fond of. Still a very good movie, better than many seems to really acknowledge.
Awful on many levels and misanthropic to its core, there's still something compelling and watchable about The Blackout. To liken its attraction to that of a trainwreck sounds appropriate, but it's a spectacular disaster.
Dear Abel, Happy birthday. I guess the respectable thing—the relevant thing—would have been to wait to until a milestone year, to wait until