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Shame
Fox Searchlight Pictures // NC-17 // December 2, 2011
Review by Jason Bailey | posted December 1, 2011 | E-mail the Author
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In the opening sequence of Steve McQueen's Shame, protagonist Brandon (Michael Fassbender) flirts silently with a woman sitting near him on the subway. The filmmaker shows, and demands, incredible patience in this wordless scene; he lingers on the details (his fleeting glance, her ringed hand, the way she uncrosses her legs). McQueen intercuts that sequence with short, staccato glimpses of Brandon's day-to-day life, the rituals of his routine, which appears to consist primarily of the spaces between sex. There's nothing terribly expositional happening, but we feel, very quickly, like we know exactly who this guy is.

Put simply, he's a sex addict. He spends his nights on the make, cruising for a fix; if he can't pick up a girl, then a prostitute (or maybe a boy) will do. He spends his days at work, but he's not much of a working man; he slips away for afternoon encounters or to masturbate in the restroom, and his computer has so much porn on it that it is eventually taken away. So yes, he's got a problem, but what's masterful about McQueen's approach to the character is his refusal to moralize, or to snicker. The lines are very thin indeed--there are moments that may ring uncomfortably true for many, many men (and women) in the audience. Taken individually, those are not the acts of an addict. Are they?

At its heart, Shame is a character study--it's not exactly plot-heavy. It is more interested in introducing us to this man, and spending a few days with him. But over the course of those days, something does happen: his sister (Carey Mulligan), a singer with intimacy (and boundary) issues of her own, comes to crash on his couch. He doesn't think it's a good idea, and our observations indicate that he may be right. They certainly bring out the worst in each other--and in Brandon's married boss David (James Badge Dale), the kind of tone-deaf would-be lothario who's always saying the wrong things to women.

McQueen (and co-writer Abi Morgan) tends to rotate between brief moments and mercilessly long encounters, holding the camera past the point where most filmmakers would cut. Brandon attempts to go out with a nice girl from his office; the awkward small-talk of the first date--and the way that small-talk is constantly interrupted by waiters--has seldom been so accurately recreated. Mulligan performs "New York, New York" at a gig in a long, tight close-up that turns into a quiet tour-de-force. She and Fassbender have a nasty fight that's played in a long two-shot which gives the viewer no relief.

In a scene like that, we realize that Fassbender has nowhere to hide in this performance; he's not just naked physically, but emotionally as well. These long close-ups are unforgiving, but he is up to the task, and there's a tight shot on his conflicted face at the end of a particularly hedonistic sequence late in the picture that leaves the viewer gasping.

Though its director and star aren't natives or even current residents, Shame also gets the look, feel, and smell of New York right now in a way that few films have; in that regard, and in its approach to another (to put it charitably) difficult protagonist, it is reminiscent of a film set in a very different New York: Taxi Driver. As with Scorsese's masterpiece, Shame is not a film that you "like," or recommend to friends looking for a good-time Friday night movie. But it is haunting and involving, and McQueen's honesty is admirable. His camera doesn't blink, doesn't flinch, and doesn't look away--even when we wish it would.

Jason lives with his wife Rebekah and their daughter Lucy in New York. He holds an MA in Cultural Reporting and Criticism from NYU. He is film editor for Flavorwire and is a contributor to Salon, the Atlantic, and several other publications. His first book, Pulp Fiction: The Complete History of Quentin Tarantino's Masterpiece, was released last fall by Voyageur Press. He blogs at Fourth Row Center and is yet another critic with a Twitter feed.

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