An Erotics of Casual Violence
Late in Our Lady of the Assassins, Fernando
(German Jaramillo) remarks to one of his young lovers,
"If you are not on television, you don't exist." This
is a pretty commonplace assertion for anyone familiar
with the philosophy of Jean Baudrillard (for one) or
with the U.S. entertainment industry in general.
Nonetheless, the remark gives pause, considering the
film's central concern, the day to day life of the
citizens -- and more specifically the young boys -- of
Medellin, Colombia. Outside of Colombia, and
especially in the United States, the mediated
"reality" of this city is reduced to biased
representations of guerrilla warfare in the streets
and of the policies and practices of U.S.
narco-politics.
Our Lady of the Assassins at first offers
itself as something of a remedy to the media's usual
focus on the brutal center of world cocaine production
and distribution. And so, it shows some of the local
realities (as reported on the film's website) of the
5000 documented gangs in Medellin, or the facts that
95 percent of crime in the city goes unpunished, and
there are, on average, 15 murders every day (a number
that spikes to 30 on weekends and holidays). The film
further demonstrates that it is often the teenage boys
of Medellin who live and die to create these
statistics.
In its attempt to represent the underground, unseen,
or just plain ignored lives of the young boys, Our
Lady of the Assassins is similar to Hector
Babenco's Pixote, about the lives of street
kids in Sao Paulo, or its American counterpart, Larry
Clark's Kids. Like these other films, Our
Lady promotes its "authenticity" through the
casting of "real" street kids from Medellin rather
than child actors (or adult actors playing at
children, for that matter). The two boys with the most
screentime, Anderson Ballesteros (who plays Alexis)
and Juan David Restrepo (Wilmar), are residents of two
of Medellin's toughest neighborhoods, and have both
been involved in gang activity and had multiple
run-ins with the law.
The effects of U.S. international narcotics policy on
Medellin and the lives of its younger citizens is
indeed an important topic (even though the film never
directly points a finger at the United States, it's
difficult to watch the film without considering how
America is implicated in the drug trade, both as
consumer market for cocaine and in the government's
international "war on drugs"). Yet there is also
something troubling about the film's promotion (via
its production notes and "online diary" of the
filming) of its "authenticity," and the director's
celebration of his own "courage" for filming in such a
difficult and dangerous city. For whom are we supposed
to feel sympathy, the kids in the city or the intrepid
Barbet Schroeder?
Or perhaps it is the protagonist, the writer Fernando.
At the beginning of the film, he has returned to the
city of his boyhood after thirty years, and visits the
boy brothel run by his old pal Alfonso (Manuel
Busquets). Here Fernando meets and buys Alexis for the
evening, and after their assignation, invites the
teenager along to visit a local church. A relationship
between the two quickly develops and Alexis moves in
to Fernando's apartment. This intergenerational
homosexual relationship, as well as the fact that it
appears rather exploitative and largely financially
motivated, might certainly be difficult for, if not
objectionable to, more conservative audiences.
In order to forestall these presumed anxieties, real
love and intimacy develop between Fernando and Alexis,
and their story becomes a rather traditional romance.
And really, the film suggests, this relationship's
benefits for Alexis, even if "merely" economic, are
much better than the severely limited opportunities
available to him otherwise. Furthermore, the
relationship between the two is also mutually
instructive. Fernando acts as the conscience of the
film and opens up for Alexis the possibility of a life
away from violence and exploitation, and Alexis
instructs his older lover in the grim realities of
Medellin. Throughout their wanderings in and around
the city, Fernando reminisces about his idyllic
boyhood in the former agricultural center, and rails
against the now incessant noise and violence of the
city, as well as the apathy and ignorance of its
citizens. As Alexis slowly comes around to Fernando's
way of thinking, the two start to talk about leaving
the city.
This possibility is cut short, however, when Alexis is
gunned down, in an act of gang retribution. In this
respect, Our Lady of the Assassins is not
unlike many American 'hood movies, where, despite the
desires or motivations of the individual, there is,
literally, no way out. It is in realizing that he
cannot save Alexis that Fernando becomes transformed.
Just as Alexis comes around to Fernando's desire for
some edenic space away from his lifelong environment,
so too does Fernando come to share Alexis's certainty
that violence is inescapable. Initially disturbed by
the fact that Alexis always carries a gun and
horrified by the boy's easy resort to violence,
eventually Fernando becomes, rather than the boy's
savior, something of a patron saint of gangsters,
insofar as the love and material security he extends
come to encourage and somehow (rather inexplicably)
justify Alexis's murderous actions.
Fernando's outrage at the contemporary realities of
life in Medellin and his desire to at least find a way
out for Alexis is transformed into a sort of
celebration of violence, and the two come to share a
real joy in the murders that become erotic spectacles
preceding their sexual interactions. This trajectory
is not unique to Fernando's relationship with Alexis,
but is replicated in his subsequent relationship to
Wilmar, whose looks, attitude, and behavior make him
strikingly similar to Alexis.
The very interchangeability of Alexis and Wilmar
further drives home the futility of their desire to
escape, and the film suggests that they (and Fernando)
will always be doomed to make the same mistakes, to
react in violence and to die on the streets. In its
absolute fatalism in regard to the boys' lives and the
failure of Fernando's optimistic desire to save them,
the promise of Our Lady of the Assassins is
undone. Initially a rather deft and timely exploration
of the human consequences of the politics and business
of drugs, by the end, the film is content merely to
linger on the spectacle and eroticization of casual
violence.