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Hedwig makes it as a movie
BY JEFFREY GANTZ
Hedwig and the Angry
Inch. Written and directed by John Cameron Mitchell. With Mitchell, Miriam Shor,
Michael Pitt, Maurice Dean Wint, Andrea Martin, Stephen Trask, Theodore
Liscinski, Rob Campbell, and Michael Aronov. A Fine Line Features release. At
the Avon.
You got your rock musicals, and then you got your rock musicals based on Plato
and global politics. Hedwig and the Angry Inch falls into the second
group. The brainchild of actor John Cameron Mitchell and composer Stephen
Trask, this 1997 Off Broadway hit draws on the Symposium and the Berlin
Wall for its metaphor of souls that have been divided and are trying to
reunite. (Plato posits souls that were originally complete before Zeus split
them out of fear that humankind would grow too powerful.) It ran in Boston, at
the Stuart Street Theatre, for just a couple months in the fall of 1999. This
new cinematic version, which in February won the Teddy Bear for best gay entry
at the Berlin Film Festival, opens up the musical; whereas on stage Hedwig
merely narrates her story with the help of her back-up group, here the
flashbacks are visual, taking us from East Berlin to Kansas and then on tour
with the band. The theater production's cult following will love the movie; how
far it goes beyond that will depend on your reaction to John Cameron Mitchell's
screen persona.
The plot is bizarre but not very complicated. Twenty-seven-year-old Hansel
Schmidt is living with his mother in drab East Berlin when American GI Luther
Robinson spots him sunbathing naked. Undaunted at discovering he's a boy,
Luther wants to marry Hansel, but the necessary operation is botched and he's
left with "an angry inch." The wedding takes place all the same; Luther and
Hansel -- now Hedwig -- wind up in Kansas, where Luther leaves her. Having
grown up on Armed Forces Radio, Hedwig starts her own rock band; 17-year-old
fan Tommy Speck -- whom she renames Tommy Gnosis -- becomes her
protégé and bandmate, but when confronted with her anatomy, he
bolts and goes on to be a megastar on his own. The film follows Hedwig as she
and her band the Angry Inch follow Tommy from Kansas City to St. Louis to
Chicago to Miami Beach to Baltimore, he in stadium venues, the Inch in a
seafood-restaurant franchise called Bilgewater's, where they play to a handful
of patrons. Hedwig wants Tommy to acknowledge her; she wants his fame, his
money, his love. Most of all she wants the other half of herself.
The film version of all this sacrifices the intimacy and spontaneity of the
stage show but compensates with its characterizations: Maurice Dean Wint as
unctuous loverman/sugar daddy Luther; Michael Pitt as seduced (by the industry,
not Hedwig) innocent Tommy; Andrea Martin as an earnest agent who can't
deliver; Miriam Shor as Hedwig's back-up singer and second husband, Yitzhak,
who keeps trying on her wigs. The shots of those Bilgewater gigs make it clear,
as the stage show cannot, how pathetic the Angry Inch's "tour" is. And there
are hilarious magazine-cover shots: Tommy as Rolling Stone's "Artist of
the Year"; Hedwig adorning Time Out New York.
What's especially poignant here is the way everything underlines Hedwig's
gender and wholeness uncertainty. Luther wants Hansel to be a girl, but he
leaves her for a boy. Hedwig is played by a man, Yitzhak by a woman. The film
isn't explicit about the kind of sex (M. Butterfly?) that Hedwig and
Tommy have -- it doesn't even get down to whether we should think of Hedwig as
a guy or a gal. Hedwig isn't about being a transsexual or a
transvestite; it's about transcendence, about breaking through the barriers of
individual isolation.
But that's where stage show and film both come up an angry inch short. After
facing off with Tommy and accepting his rejection, Hedwig realizes that she
created Tommy Gnosis, she can be Tommy Gnosis, she's a complete human being,
not half of one. This epiphany evolves in the course of the four songs that
make up the finale, but it's not dramatized; in "Midnight Radio," Hedwig simply
declares, "From your heart to your brain/Know that you're whole," and goes on
to declare herself a star. For me, too, Mitchell is more affecting as a
Dietrich-like chanteuse looking for love; as a rocker he's just one more
shouter. But his presence carries this film. The look Hedwig gives Tommy when
they first meet goes deeper than sex. And if the connection she makes with the
rock audience seems forced, the connection Mitchell makes with his audience is
real.
Issue Date: October 5 - 11, 2001
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