Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer (1986)
Directed by John
McNaughton
77 minutes
It is interesting to note that Michael Haneke’s psychological film
Funny Games (1997), a narrative involving
well-spoken men who terrorise a bourgeois family, as well as the grinding horrors of Gasper
Noè’s Irreversible (2002), share an eleven and sixteen year gap to John McNaughton’s Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer. Why
I draw this comparison is Henry: Portrait
of a Serial Killer is at the forefront of a gruelling and bodily experience, McNaughton should be seen as a precursor to Haneke and Noè.
McNaughton, who died recently, provides a horrendous ordeal that lies in its realistic atmosphere. Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer is very much a location film, showing us a sleazy lifestyle of serial killer Henry Lee Lucas played by Michael Rooker (better known as Merle from the Walking Dead. He is the only real actor). Henry is accompanied with his former inmate and more perverse Otis (Tom Towles). Like Irreversible, Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer messes with linear and non linear order and uses a somatic score.
McNaughton, who died recently, provides a horrendous ordeal that lies in its realistic atmosphere. Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer is very much a location film, showing us a sleazy lifestyle of serial killer Henry Lee Lucas played by Michael Rooker (better known as Merle from the Walking Dead. He is the only real actor). Henry is accompanied with his former inmate and more perverse Otis (Tom Towles). Like Irreversible, Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer messes with linear and non linear order and uses a somatic score.
What makes this a gruelling
experience is McNaughton does not suggest Henry and Otis are humane. Henry commits crimes and offers us no remorse, this is unique
to the cliché’s of serial killer pathos, which is often balanced. Although, Becky (Tracy Arnold) is
the only female character Henry respects, she is able to connect to Henry through
her back-story, a sufferer of child abuse and induces compassion in him. Henry meets up with Otis, they kill prostitutes and record an
unpleasant home invasion. The scene illustrates the torture of Haneke’s Funny Games and misogyny in Irreversible. However, McNaughton doesn’t fetishise
violence. He opens with a sequence of a woman with a cut torso sprawled out
awkwardly in daylight. Women are raped and decomposed but violence is bland and habitual. If anything McNaughton is too honest.
Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer is hard to watch and equally hard to give praise for. However, we should embark on its innovative film making and challenging themes but a leader to the likes of Haneke and Noè.
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