31 May 2011

Bad Lieutenant - Werner Herzog (2009)



Bad Lieutenant is a film about routine. Know how you get up in the morning and take a shower and go to work? It’s like that. Except instead of showering and eating breakfast, it so happens that Nic Cage’s routine involves snorting vast amounts of narcotics and solving multiple homicides. For the most part in that order.

So in fact, like most routines, Bad Lieutenant is quite a repetitious film. I counted four main camera angles used again and again throughout the movie, plus about three kinds of repeated character interaction. Let’s count them. Shot one: Nic Cage pacing a corridor, camera at his back, pistol drawn and pocketing all the narcotics he sees. Shot two: Nic Cage talking to someone, other person’s shoulder visible from the right hand corner. Shot three: Nic Cage driving, camera outside so the light catches the chassis. Shot four: Nic Cage parked, focused on the object of his attention, face visible in the interior mirror.

Next up the modes of interaction. Type one: Nic Cage telling someone he can fix their problem (be it prostitute girlfriend or drug dealer boss.) Type two: Nic Cage extorting someone for drugs (be it his colleagues in the police department or innocent people.) Type three: Nic Cage taking drugs.

Yep. Bad Lieutenant is composed of not much more than these four angles and three modes of interaction, repeated throughout. It sounds dull, but the brilliant thing is that it isn’t in the slightest. Instead, the film establishes these routines with great care (you’d never notice them unless you were searching for patterns and structures, which I was) then hides them in Nic Cage’s performance. Like most of us, he’s so engrossed in the life he’s living, he doesn’t notice his patterns until things start to go wrong. So his blatant disregard for police procedure in order to get things done doesn’t cause a problem, until he almost asphyxiates a US senator’s mother to get answers or, for instance, beats up the son of a man that owns half New Orleans for not paying his prostitute girlfriend.

It’s brilliant, because in effect the film is about a man striving to fulfil his aims and responsibilities like the rest of us, but living life at such a pitch it proves self-destructive. Suffice to comment this is all treated with tremendous dark humour, and is delicious to watch.