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'The Dead Girl' Anthologizes Five Stories of a Single Corpse

Each woman in The Dead Girl copes with loneliness and trauma, enduring as she can.


The Dead Girl

Director: Karen Moncrieff
Cast: Josh Brolin, Rose Byrne, Toni Collette, Bruce Davison, James Franco, Marcia Gay Harden, Mary Beth Hurt, Piper Laurie, Brittany Murphy, Giovanni Ribisi, Nick Searcy, Mary Steenburgen, Kerry Washington
Rated: R
Studio: First Look Pictures
Year: 2006
US date: 2010-05-20 (Limited release)
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"Wanna kiss me?" Rudy (Giovanni Ribisi) is eager on his first date with Arden (Toni Collette), and awkward as well. A bagger at the local supermarket, he's seen her before, when she's checked out. But today he's seen her on TV, and so he's asked her out. In turn, Arden has put on lipstick and worried her mother (Piper Laurie). But neither she nor Rudy is quite sure of a next step. They only think they know.

Arden's TV moment is occasioned by her discovery of a dead body. Walking in a field near her house, she's surprised by the site of the corpse, so lonely, ugly, and lifeless. Close-up shots reveal the detail that draws her: bloody wounds, fingers stiff and curled, ants. When she reports her finding, the newly designated crime scene is crowded with police and press. Arden's mother is annoyed at the reporters, "swarming around my yard, ringing my bell like they know me!" Arden is less sure of her own reaction. Suddenly, her life -- her choices, her fears, her sense of herself -- are changed forever.

Such changes, inchoate, maybe awful and maybe thrilling, serve as the focus of Karen Moncrieff's The Dead Girl. It premieres 20 May on the Sundance Channel, part of its She Said Cinema series, films "by and about women" airing Thursdays at 10pm. The Dead Girl is an anthology of five stories organized around the titular corpse (whose name is Krista and who is played in a flashback segment by Brittany Murphy), a bleak and oddly robust homage to women's survival and defeat in the face of violence, oppression, and increasing limits. Each copes with loneliness and trauma, enduring as she can.

The section featuring Arden, titled "The Stranger," considers the effects of her discovery, as she's mildly celebritized and then asked out because of it (Rudy tells her, "You look sweet on TV"). During their ride in his car, he reveals he has a not-so-unusual fascination with serial killers, and he sees in the body (or rather, what he hears about it) signs of pathology and cruelty. He spends the first hour of their date plying Arden with questions concerning the victim's wounds or "nonfunctional cutting" ("That's what they call it when the cuts don't serve any purpose," he explains). Arden has her own interests, though less plainly articulated, and their evening ends with sex involving mild bondage and her body laid out like a dead one, looking strangely "free."

As the camera pulls out and above this unsettling image, you're reminded of Rudy's fantasy, shared when they were still driving: "It'd be the coolest thing," he says, "If when somebody died you could peel off the top layer of their eyeball and develop it like film so you could have a picture of the last thing they saw." While Arden thinks this through her recent encounter with Krista (she was looking up at trees and sky), the possibility that a last sight might give up information, whether emotional, forensic, or even spiritual, isn't precisely comforting for the body with the eyeball peeled back. More urgently, as the film reveals repeatedly, seeing clearly offers precious little respite against the violence that shapes the lives of these women.

The other four segments in The Dead Girl are less adventurous thematically, but also increasingly grim. In "The Sister," Leah (Rose Byrne) is struggling with the ongoing aftermath of a sister missing over 15 years. A forensics grad student, she's hoping that the corpse Arden discovered is her sister's, for knowing the end will, she imagines, help to resolve her family's trauma. "What do you think it would look like to move on?" asks her therapist (Joanie Tomsky). It's a good question.

Though Leah has a ready story -- she'd be able to sleep, the sun would shine, mom would be "back in the kitchen" -- it's so painfully trite that you might wonder if she'd even want to live this life. Her entire existence has become so everyday-chaotic that she can only imagine "normal" as a circa 1956 TV show. As you see, Leah is indeed caught up in the shadow of corpseless death, her relentlessly frazzled mother (Mary Steenburgen) still finding ways to search for her daughter, her own career focused on evidence, blood, and flesh -- evidence of death and causes.

Much like Rudy's fantasy of the eye, Leah's fantasy of mother-daughter bonding looks impossible. As if to underline the dire consequences of silence between women, Krista's mother Melora (Marcia Gay Harden) learns that her daughter left because Melora's husband was abusing her, and Melora did nothing. Though Melora insists she didn't "know," the film doesn't specify where her ignorance begins. This section, "The Mother," tends to soapy clichÈs, not least being Krista's girlfriend and fellow prostitute, Rosetta (Kerry Washington). Rosetta and Melora are unable to ease each other's pain. And Krista, in the last section, is most limited of all. Her earnest, corny, furious efforts to fight back against brutal men -- her pimp, her boyfriend, her johns -- leads her straight into the void of the killer, exactly where you know she's headed.

Still, for all the violence done to Rosetta (a prostitute who expects nothing good will come to her) or Melora (who now can only imagine what her daughter went through and blame herself), the film's most remarkable image belongs to "The Wife," Ruth (Mary Beth Hurt in a bravely irritating performance). At the film's center, in the third story, she gripes and worries, left alone at night when her husband Carl (Nick Searcy) goes out, again and again, "for a drive." Even as suspects that his excursions are not so aimless as he claims, she still doesn't imagine that he's doing much more than "sniffing around prostitutes wetting [his] little noodle." When a chance discovery (one that recalls Arden's at film's start) leads her to unwanted knowledge, Ruth has to make a choice.

Both options mean her life as she knows it is over. One allows her to live with herself. As she makes it, she appears before a fire in a garbage can, where's she's dumping what she knows, never to look at it again. By the end of her evening, she's stripped offer her own clothes and tossed these into the all-consuming flames as well. As she stands, so perversely resistant and so utterly naked, Ruth embodies the grief and torment of being a live girl.

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