{"id":13578,"date":"2013-05-13T09:00:51","date_gmt":"2013-05-13T08:00:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.badreputation.org.uk\/?p=13578"},"modified":"2013-05-27T23:10:13","modified_gmt":"2013-05-27T22:10:13","slug":"guest-post-you-just-take-them-gender-sexuality-in-eli-roths-hostel-part-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badreputation.org.uk\/2013\/05\/13\/guest-post-you-just-take-them-gender-sexuality-in-eli-roths-hostel-part-12\/","title":{"rendered":"[Guest Post] You Just Take Them: Gender & Sexuality in Eli Roth\u2019s Hostel (Part 1\/2)"},"content":{"rendered":"
It\u2019s unsurprising to learn that the big names in the so-called
\u201ctorture porn\u201d movement are all blokes. Known as the Splat
Pack, James Wan (Saw<\/strong>,
Dead Silence<\/strong>), Alexandre Aja (The Hills Have Eyes<\/strong>), Eli Roth (Cabin Fever<\/strong>,
Hostel<\/strong>), Greg McLean (Wolf Creek<\/strong>), Rob Zombie (House of 1000 Corpses<\/strong>,
Halloween<\/strong>) and Darren Lynn Bousman
(Saw II-IV<\/strong>) all specialise in a brand of
horror that leans heavily on sadism and graphic
onscreen gore \u2013 the more creative and
toe-curlingly disgusting, the better.<\/p>\n
Eli Roth met a wave of criticism for the gender
roles in\u00a0Hostel<\/strong>\u00a0(2005), a film in which
all the women are either sex workers,
hypersexualised and morally repugnant, strung
out on enough narcotics to render them
completely obsolete as anything other than
onscreen ass, or all of the above (with the
exception of two Japanese twentysomething
tourists, who are portrayed as giggling and
coquettish \u2013 the stereotypical western
idealisation of Japanese women as
schoolgirlish and subservient).<\/p>\n
<\/a>Roth, being a
sensitive chap at heart, created
Hostel Part II<\/strong> as a response
\u2013 kind of like Neil Marshall hopping
from
Dog Soldiers<\/strong> to
The Descent<\/strong>. Nice try, Eli.
The gender politics are equally
terrible in
Hostel II<\/strong>. I know –
\u201cI can\u2019t believe it!\u201d
said absolutely no one.<\/p>\n
Now, horror isn\u2019t the most
feminist genre, but it\u2019s my
genre of choice. Female nudity,
themes of female virginity and
scenes of a sexual nature are
prevalent in horror, from chaste
Janet Leigh\u2019s infamous shower
scene to the chesticular fireworks
of
Piranha 3DD<\/strong>. Sex and
death \u2013 the circle of life,
as Sir Elton calls it \u2013 are
intrinsically linked, and often
sit well side by side. We all
know what the phrase
\u201ctorture porn\u201d refers
to, but there\u2019s a
problematic duality created by
suggesting that sadistic
violence and sexual
gratification are titillating in
the same way. It reduces the
whole horror genre to something
akin to
Bizarre<\/strong> magazine:
Blood! Tits! Tits covered
in blooood!<\/em><\/p>\n
Hostel<\/strong> opens
with an unsympathetic
bunch of lads on tour as
they weave through the
streets of Amsterdam.
The group laugh at
sensitive,
still-getting-over-his-ex
Josh (Derek Richardson)
for suggesting they take
a break from smoking pot
and chasing skirt to
check out a museum or
two. Then they fistbump
and hi-five their way
through the Red Light
District. It leaves us
all feeling well primed
for the next hour and a
half of blood, guts and
dismemberment because
they are quite possibly
the most unlikeable
people in the history of
humanity (apart from
Jeremy Clarkson, who
retains his crown of The
Worst).<\/p>\n
\u201cPaying to go
into a room to do
whatever you want to
someone isn\u2019t
exactly a
turn-on,\u201d says
Sensitive Josh, and we
all cock our heads and
recognise that he is
definitely<\/em>
going to die. The
anti-sex work
comparison drawn
between prostitution
and the premise of
Hostel<\/strong>
\u2013 the rich
paying high prices
to torture and
kill others \u2013
doesn\u2019t go
unnoticed.<\/p>\n
Loutish and
drunk, the lads
are denied
entrance to
their hostel. As
a rain of glass
bottles smashes
around their
feet, an eastern
European tourist
offers refuge in
his hostel room.
Here, Sensitive
Josh awkwardly
explains the
definition of
\u2018clitoris\u2019
(\u201cWomen
have it?
It\u2019s like
right near the
labia? Like, it
hangs?\u201d)
and talk
naturally turns
to sex.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooking
for girls?\u201d
their new friend
Alex asks. He
then creepily
shows them
photos of
himself having
sex with women
\u201cso hot,
you won\u2019t
believe
it\u201d. He
explains that
the women of
Bratislava
\u201cgo crazy
for any
foreigner. You
just\u2026 take
them.\u201d<\/p>\n
After hearing
one of the most
chilling phrases
in the history
of patriarchy,
off the
threesome go to
Bratislava. A
creep on the
train confirms
that eastern
European women
are smokin\u2019
hot and DTF. He
then places a
hand on
Sensitive
Josh\u2019s
thigh and Josh
reacts as though
he’s just
had his Achilles
tendons cut (and
we can be
accurate here
because that is
exactly<\/em>
what happens
to him
approximately
twenty minutes
later).<\/p>\n
This brief
moment of
casual
homophobia
is not to be
overlooked:
Josh, the
sensitive
one, the
most
respectful
and the
least
sexually
repugnant of
the three,
later places
his hand on
this
man\u2019s
thigh in a
sincere yet
hesitant
apology
\u2013
moments
after being
called a
\u201cfaggot\u201d
by Paxton.
\u201cI
would have
done the
same thing
at your
age,\u201d
the man
says,
regarding
Josh\u2019s
extreme and
aggressive
reaction to
the
hand-on-thigh
moment from
before.
\u201cIt\u2019s
not easy,
but from my
experience,
choosing to
have a
family was
the right
choice for
me. Now I
have my
little girl,
who means
more to me
than
anything.
But you
should do
what\u2019s
right for
you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Hold on,
what?
It\u2019s no
coincidence
that the
next shot is
of Josh
\u2018making
his
choice\u2019
\u2013 on
the brink of
having sex
with an
incredibly
attractive
woman.
Because of
course,
sexuality is
a choice and
the option
of having a
family is
strictly for
those that
choose
\u2018straight\u2019.<\/p>\n
Anyway, the
hostel is
everything
they
imagined and
more:
slender
young women
shoot them
come-hither
looks, are
totally
chill to
hang out in
the spa with
their tits
out, and
laugh at
their inane
jokes.
Reader, our
trio of lads
go dancing,
pop pills
and
eventually
fuck their
roommates to
Willow\u2019s
Song<\/strong><\/a>,
the
alluring
siren\u2019s
song
performed
by Britt
Eckland as
she
seduces
the copper
in
1973\u2019s
hit cult
flick
The
Wicker
Man<\/strong>
(incidentally,
another
movie
about a
community
seducing
and
eventually
murdering
outsiders).<\/p>\n
The
problem?
These
are
not
sexually
liberated
tourists,
having
a
laugh
and
shagging
a
bunch
of
goons
for
the
fun of
it.
They,
like
Willow
of
The
Wicker
Man<\/strong>,
are
duplicitous:
the
sex
is
the
primer
for
the
betrayal,
because
we
all
know
that
sexually
liberated
women
are
up
to
no
good.<\/p>\n
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