Maybe I didn't know Abel Ferrara as well as I thought I did. The violence and the style often aligns to his other films. But here he displays a variation in his understanding of character and perspective. A nuanced script that mixes both overt social commentary and a more subversive examination of rape culture. The sound design and score are both riveting.
Ferrara's masterful mix of exploitation cinema and feminism resulted in this impressive film that stands the test of time even in this more puritanical age. Zoe Lund is simply astounding in the title role. Ferrara has had a checkered career at best but this may be his greatest achievement.
A heroine that sways from vigilante to cold blooded killer without the film ever even suggesting the slightest hint of judgement, there isn't one single attempt to direct your opinion of the main character. That knife, being held like a penis, masculinity used as a weapon is pure gold. A nice take on rape culture, patriarchy, machismo and feminism.
Could easily be regarded as a landmark in feminist cinema. Comparatively benign when viewed alongside its contemporaries, with sparing violence and a mad, mocking saxophone score. The poeticism of a gun standing in for the voice of a mute woman is still potent, and Ferrara's world of wheedling, slobbering males is both grotesque and all too real.
The greatest element of Ms. 45 is not so much its inspired riff on Death Wish from a feminist perspective, but actually Lund's character in terms of ever-changing sympathy. She can alternately be considered a gender avenging angel or a murderer, but where the former ends and the latter starts is debatable throughout each killing. It forces the viewer to think of how they themselves define equality every new death.
A classy exploitation flick, where forced silence has tragic consequences. The corruption of a soul that sees only one way out of her shame and pain. What a talent we lost in Zoë Lund. She conveys so many emotions in a single movie without uttering a word, and transforms herself from a timid girl into a vicious killer, whose motives we understand in our fantasies but reject in reality.
a truly rough film about both feminism empowerment and the rape culture oppressing them, almost every scene leave me uncomfortable no matter how exploitative-film like it was, every time Thana shots her gun, i felt more pity, because it means corrupting her more. but there's no other thing she can do, silence compel her, violence is the only answer
Abel Ferrara's 1981 ultra violent revenge movie plays out a lot like a third wave feminist's wet dream. After being raped twice in one day, a mute woman goes on a murderous rampage in New York City exclusively targeting men. Zoe Lund is fully committed to the material here transitioning from sympathetic victim to irredeemable mass killer convincingly despite never uttering a word of dialogue. Surprisingly great.