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“Billy the Kid,” “No Mercy, No Future”

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Context and perspective can be everything — it’s not difficult to simply view Jennifer Venditti’s adroit and honest documentary “Billy the Kid” (2007) as a sympathetic portrait of a working-class high schooler inflicted with Asperger’s. You can, if you insist on doing so, take it clinically, or as yet another small-framed nonfiction slice of life bearing with it a fashionable special-needs public issue. Too bad about Billy P., a 15-year-old Maine kid living in a converted mobile home with his remarried mom, remembering an abusive father, and mixing uncomfortably with his neurotypical teenage contemporaries in school, who largely tolerate him but keep him at arm’s length. Billy himself is a lively piece of work, chattering endlessly from a headful of old movies and entertaining dreams of being a rock star, but you need only to watch his tense body language and searching eyes for a few seconds to understand that he’s disconnected, that he cannot mesh with everyday human society.

I wouldn’t have thought much of that movie, but rather mysteriously, Venditti’s evolves into a different kind of experience. Simply put, as we’re forced to immerse ourselves in Billy’s daily struggle rather than ignore him like we might if we found ourselves behind him in line at McDonald’s, he becomes more than just a kid with a handicap — he becomes an iconic figure, a walking, talking representation of adolescent traumas. It’s hazardous thinking of handicapped individuals this way, and Venditti doesn’t do very much to encourage our thinking. But Billy does, and in his wake Asperger’s becomes more than just a disorder, but a living metaphor for our own tribulations growing up, trying to navigate an overwhelming world, attempting to find love and friendship and having to nurse the scars alone when we fail.

11042008_billythekid2.jpgOnce you go there, Billy’s indomitability becomes stirring. Miranda July, in her mini-essay accompanying the DVD, nails it viscerally: “There was nothing Billy said or did that I couldn’t relate to, and for this reason ‘Billy the Kid’ was a hair-raising ride for me. I’ve worked so hard to control all the impulses he lets fly… [B]y the end of the movie, it seemed to me that Billy was a superhero…” It’s true: as Billy creates, out of sheer force of will, a romance with a 16-year-old diner waitress with nystagmus, and then confronts its collapse, Venditti’s film becomes almost unbearably triumphalist, an anthemic paean to awkward teenagers everywhere. “Heroic” is a too-often-used term for the handicapped — after all, what choice do most of them have? But with Billy, it seems apt, because by dint of his condition he plunges fearlessly ahead when all of us would probably hold back and shy away. He’s not exactly a tragic figure, in the Aristotlean sense, but the movie is a covert “Quixote.” I thought as well of André Gide, and Hamsun’s “Hunger.” It’s too much to consider Billy as a Christ figure, but he may be a modern Prometheus.

Existentialist parallels bubble up helplessly, too, watching Helma Sanders-Brahms’ “No Mercy, No Future” (1981), the latest film of this internationally renowned German filmmaker’s oeuvre to be DVD’d by Facets. The fiery, dogged, despairing feminist voice of the New German Cinema, Sanders-Brahms is an all but unknown figure here, despite having had a few of her films distributed to American theaters. Deep into her career she remains an unrepentant New Waver, montaging and jump-cutting and metafictionalizing all over the place. Of her Facets catalogue, “Under the Pavement Lies the Strand” (1974) is a kind of frau reimagining of Godard’s “Masculin, Féminin,” in which the failure of a post-1968 romance corresponds to the failure of all idealism, as it also liberates the woman. “Germany, Pale Mother” (1980), perhaps her most fondly remembered film, is an occasionally clumsy autobiographical period epic in which Eva Mattes plays Sanders’ mother, left alone (as so many of the filmmaker’s women are) during WWII, and forced to trek across the landscape away from the carnage with the child on her back.

11042008_nomercynofuture.jpg“No Mercy, No Future” is a leaner and scarifying world apart — a relentless odyssey endured by a schizophrenic young woman who abandons her helpless upper-crust family and hits the streets of Berlin, the ultimate lost soul, looking for Jesus (so she says) but finding only men to exploit her. In a classic, show-it-all acting coup that doesn’t wriggle free of your memory very easily, the cataclysmically anemic Elisabeth Stepanek has a genuine, disturbing lostness, and her portrayal of soul-destroying madness is far from Romantic. Like Billy, Stepanek’s wastrel is an extreme case gravitationally attracting larger significances; practically every abuse and suffering a woman can endure in the western world falls between her legs. The heroine is a clueless lamb in an endless landscape of wolves and weasels. Rape is a given, and in Sanders-Brahms’ view not as harmful as emotional manipulation and romantic deceit. Certainly, the most appalling scene involves a horny immigrant man who ostensibly wants to marry her; he insists on sex too soon after an abortion, and the resulting hemorrhage-soaked coitus is hard to watch. And it goes on, punishingly, until the couple is swimming in a symbolic flood of gore. This is not a movie that goes gentle into the night of feminist outrage.

[Additional photos: “Billy the Kid,” Elephant Eye Films, 2007; “No Mercy, No Future,” Facets, 1981]

“Billy the Kid” (Zeitgeist Films) and “No Mercy, No Future” (Facets Video) are now available on DVD.

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Your Portlandia Personality Test

The New Portlandia Webseries Is Going Your Way

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Carrie and Fred understand that although we have so much in common, we’re each so beautifully unique and different. To help us navigate those differences, Portlandia has found an easy and honest way to embrace our special selves in the form of a progressive new traffic system: a specific lane for every kind of driver. It’s all in honor of the show’s 8th and final season, and it’s all presented by Subaru.

Ready to find out who you really are? Match your personality to a lane and hop on the expressway to self-understanding.

Lane 10: Trucks Piled With Junk

Your junk is falling out of your trunk. Shake a tail light, people — this lane is for you.

Lane 33: Twins

You’re like a Gemini, but waaaay more pedestrian. Maybe you and a friend just wear the same outfits a lot. Who cares, it’s just twinning enough to make you feel special.

Lane 27: Broken Windows

Bad luck follows you around and everyone knows it. Your proverbial seat is always damp from proverbial rain. Is this the universe telling you to swallow your pride? Yes.

Lane 69: Filthy Cars

You’re all about convenience. Getting your car washed while you drive is a no-brainer.

Lane 43: Newly Divorced Singles

It’s been a while since you’ve driven alone, and you don’t know the rules of the road anymore. What’s too fast? What’s too slow? Are you sending the right signals? Don’t worry, the breakdown lane is nearby if you need it.

Still can’t find a lane to match your personality? Check out all the videos here. And see the final season of Portlandia this spring on IFC.

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Last-Minute Holiday Gift Guide

Hits from the '80s are on repeat all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC.

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It’s the final countdown to Christmas and thanks to IFC’s movie marathon all Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, you can revel in classic ’80s films AND find inspiration for your last-minute gifts. Here are our recommendations, if you need a head start:

Musical Instrument

Great analog entertainment substitute when you refuse to give your kid the Nintendo Switch they’ve been drooling over.

Breakfast In Bed

Any significant other or child would appreciate these Uncle Buck-approved flapjacks. Just make sure you’re not stuck on clean up duty.

Cocktail Supplies

You’ll need them to get through the holidays.

Dance Lessons

So you can learn to shake-shake-shake (unless you know ghosts willing to lend a hand).

Comfy Clothes

With all the holiday meals, there may be some…embigenning.

Get even more great inspiration all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC, and remember…

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Celebrating Portlandia One Sketch at a Time

The final season of Portlandia approaches.

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Most people measure time in minutes, hours, days, years…At IFC, we measure it in sketches. And nothing takes us way (waaaaaay) back like Portlandia sketches. Yes, there’s a Portlandia milepost from every season that changed the way we think, behave, and pickle things. In honor of Portlandia’s 8th and final season, Subaru presents a few of our favorites.


Put A Bird On It

Portlandia enters the pop-culture lexicon and inspires us to put birds on literally everything.

Colin the Chicken

Who’s your chicken, really? Behold the emerging locavore trend captured perfectly to the nth degree.

Dream Of The ’90s

This treatise on Portland made it clear that “the dream” was alive and well.

No You Go

We Americans spend most of our lives in cars. Fortunately, there’s a Portlandia sketch for every automotive situation.

A-O River!

We learned all our outdoor survival skills from Kath and Dave.

One More Episode

The true birth of binge watching, pre-Netflix. And what you’ll do once Season 8 premieres.

Catch up on Portlandia’s best moments before the 8th season premieres January 18th on IFC.

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