Ginger Snaps Back
Ginger Snaps incorporates two classic B-movie plots: the "I was a teenage werewolf" story and the Heathers-style, high school revenge fantasy. A
blackly funny bloodbath, it also explores the
developing relationship between two sisters, beautiful
Ginger (Emily Perkins) and mousy Bridget (Katharine
Isabelle), growing up in the bland Canadian suburb of
Bailey Downs. Like many films exploring the creepiness
of life in the suburbs, Ginger Snaps shows how
dysfunction and terror can lurk behind the uniform and
"normal" facades of family life.
Bailey Downs is populated by callous kids and clueless
adults who interact only when absolutely necessary.
Ginger, Bridget, and their peers exist in a world
that is dangerously self-enclosed, ruled by popular
bullies on the lacrosse field and the fancies of horny
boys. The two girls are gothic freaks who openly
despise their classmates and yet secretly long for
acceptance. The film's tagline, "They don't call it
the 'curse' for nothing," suggests that the hormonal
roller coaster of high school can bring out the beast
in any pubescent girl. In Ginger's case, the onset of
the "curse" coincides with an attack from the "Beast
of Bailey Downs" that had previously been attacking
family pets in the neighborhood.
The Beast isn't the only thing that is strange in
Bailey Downs. Ginger and Bridget have the bizarre
hobby of photographing each other in spectacular
stagings of their own deaths. These scenes include
gothic spoofs of "normal" girls' play, including a
depraved tea party where they dress like dolls and
serve Clorox bleach. These girls are obsessed by
death. Fantasizing about their own demise is a macabre
twist on a teenage dream of garnering attention from
cruel peers and an escape from the boredom and
banality of their lives.
One thing that the girls are attempting to avoid is
any consideration of the full realities of being adult
women. Both dread "the curse." They appear to desire
to stave off the onset of full-blown puberty by
avoiding talk of the inevitable first period. When
Ginger's menstruation finally starts, both girls are
bewildered and disgusted. The film uses their
incomprehension for comic effect, dramatizing their
moments of confusion and disbelief. This is especially
true when their mother Pamela (Mimi Rogers) presents
the dreaded "welcome to womanhood" speech over dessert
(along with an oozing strawberry cake) to a mortified
Ginger.
The horror genre provides the freedom to amplify the
hormonal transformations of "normal" teenaged girls by
making cliches literal. Ginger's newly discovered
sexuality is accompanied by all the changes common to
the experience with the added complication that Ginger
is also turning into a werewolf as a consequence of
the Beast's bite. The film captures how divisive and
alien sexuality can appear from the perspective of one
standing on the other side of the divide of puberty.
Ginger and Bridget's conflicted relationships to being
female lead them to see their gender as both a curse
and a cover. Girls can be "sluts, virgins, teases and
bitches," Ginger reasons, but no one will ever suspect
that girls could do something like make a classmate
mysteriously disappear (obviously, they haven't seen
Carrie).
In order to divert attention from their strange
behavior at home, the girls turn to Pamela, soliciting
advice for the first time on "what men want." Based on
their mother, it is pretty easy to see why the girls
would have grown cynical about the prospects of
womanhood. Pamela is maniacally perky, yet completely
unable to relate to her daughters. She is so desperate
for their approval that she is willing to help them
hide their wicked behavior just for the simple
pleasure of being "cool" in their eyes. Crime and
violence, the film suggests, bind the girls together
in an outlaw sisterhood that Pamela is more than
willing to exploit in order to be accepted by her
surly and secretive daughters.
Still, Pamela's advice on sex comes a little too late
for Ginger, who has already sought out her first
sexual experience. Ginger is disappointed and
surprised to realize that she has been tormented by a
need to destroy that she had mistaken for the sexual
urge. She admits to Bridget, "I get this ache and I
thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to
fucking pieces." Through Ginger's metamorphosis into a
beast, the film shows how the conflicting impulses of
her own body become foreign to her.
Ginger's conversion into a werewolf corresponds to
mythology of the lycanthrope, but with many of the
sexualized connotations of the vampire story. While
Ginger contracts the malady after being bitten, she
finds that she can transmit it to others through
sexual contact after her boyfriend becomes afflicted.
This updates the typical werewolf story with an
AIDS-conscious paranoia about the mix of unsafe sex
and blood, while also looking back, to Bram Stoker's
Dracula, which intimated a connection between
the spread of syphilis and unbridled sexuality. Also
echoing Dracula, the chaste Bridget pairs with
drug dealer Sam (Kris Lemche), Ginger Snaps's
Van Helsing. Together, they look for ways to save
Ginger who, like Stoker's Lucy, must ultimately be
punished for being a sexually available and attractive
female. Unlike Lucy, however, Ginger's violent
impulses develop fully.
Ginger Snaps begins as a sharp black comedy,
but too often resorts to the conventions of basic teen
horror and devolves into a predictable gore fest. This
is disappointing, because initially, the film has a
promisingly depraved take on the alienating experience
of coming into sexuality. Bridget, faced with the
choice between her steadfast love for her sister and
her revulsion at the monster Ginger has become, is
given the choice to join the ranks of the damned or
stop her sister's violence any way possible. Using the
werewolf motif allows Ginger Snaps to dramatize
how girls can feel confined to two options for their
behavior: conform to "normal," controlled sexuality or
face the consequences. The film retains its perverse edge with an ambiguous ending that resists both options and instead emphasizes the power of the bonds of female friendship.