out of control
by Douglas Messerli
Ron Koslow (screenplay), John Landis (director) Into the Night / 1985
In the same year as Scorcese's After Hours, director John Landis filmed
his Into the Night, both works
sharing numerous similarities, notably the portrayal of their heroes as
nebbish-like failures, cast out into a world they could not possibly have
imagined and are not fully able to comprehend.
Ed Okin (Jeff Goldblum) is having trouble sleeping, and, as he admits to
his friend and co-worker Herb (Dan Aykroyd), something is wrong with his home
life. His wife leaves him each morning with a purposeless kiss, wishing him
"a nice day" the way a bank teller might speak to her customer. His
insomnia is beginning to interfere with his work (he has missed the fact that
the engineering group with whom works, has announced a different set up of
frequencies weeks earlier). A trip back home in the middle of day, reveals that
his wife is having a affair with a co-worker. Although he is dismissive of
Herb's coarse advice to fly out to Las Vegas—"There's a girl there who do
'anything you want' for fifty dollars an hour." "Will she bring me a pony?"—
he suddenly finds himself at the Los Angeles airport without any real
destination.
By accident Ed witnesses a brutal murder of a handsome young Iranian,
Hasi, and an attempt on the life of Hasi's companion, Diana (Michelle Pfeiffer)
by SAVAK (Iranian secret police controlled by the evil Shaheen Parvici [Irene
Papas]). Many of the minor characters of Landis' film are played by fellow film
directors, including Landis serving as one of the SAVAK bunglers.
Throughout these figures are presented as racial stereotypes, foolish
and incompetent; but given the number of murders they and others actually
accomplish by the end of the film, they are definitely dangerous fools, despite
Okin's often casual disdain for all that happens around him.
The moment he drives Diana into temporary safety, he is trapped into a
nightmare scenario where the SAVAK agents track them throughout the city; a
Frenchman, Melville (Roger Vadim) and his henchman (David Bowie) try to kill
them; Diana's brother, a gay Elvis imitator, is completely indifferent to their
survival, and has already given away her car to his boyfriend. She, in turn,
steals, his Elvismobile.
Landis somehow balances all the
blood-letting with wit and humor as Ed and Diana incredulously manage to outwit
and outrun the evil forces attempting to destroy them.
Diana has been unwittingly involved with the appropriation of some
valuable jewels which the Shaheen is determined to retrieve in order that she
can make escrow on property. The obvious and ridiculous greediness of this
underground world makes for some comic book moments as Ed meets challenge after
challenge with a wry sense of humor. Even Melville's man, Colin (in one of the
best scenes of the film) marvels at Ed's nonchalant style:
Colin Morris: [Ed is waiting outside the Tiffany store for Diana] You're very good. You're really very
good. I'm amazed we've not met before.
Ed: I beg your pardon?
Colin:
I've been watching you ever since you left Caper's yacht. Very impressive.
Ed:
Oh yeah?
Colin:
You can stop performing now, Ed. If that's your name.
Ed:
Heh, I don't know, what are you talking about?
Colin: OK. I represent Monsieur Melville, and I can assure you that he will be far more reasonable than
the SAVAK.
Ed:
The SAVAK?
Colin:
The Shah's secret police. Death squad. Iranian gestapo. *Shaheen's* boys.
Ed:
...Shaheen's boys...
Colin:
Heh, heh, I like you Ed. I do like you. You're very good.
[Draws pistol, puts it in Ed's
mouth.]
Colin:
The stones.
Ed:
What?
Colin:
Where are the stones?
Ed:
I can't help you.
Colin:
[Cocks pistol] We do understand each other, don't we?
Ed:
Uh, I don't know.
Colin:
[Sees police car approaching, puts pistol away] Very good. Very
impressive. I'm sure we'll chat again.
The character Diana, on the other hand, ultimately, is one of the most
merciless manipulators possible. Although Landis attempts to make her also a
near-innocent, unaware of any of the larger effects of her relationships with
men like Hami and the wealthy Jack Caper (Richard Farnsworth) upon herself and
others, she is anything but uninvolved. With no vacillation she uses her
friend, a wanabee actress, to hide her jewels within a secret pocket of her
coat, which later results in the woman's brutal murder by the SAVAK.
Nonetheless, Diana breezily returns to the house after the after the attack to
pick up the coat, using a passing policeman as a way to escape Melville.
Just by showing up at the apartment of Hamid, she causes his murder and
that of most of his family and servants. Everywhere she goes, including a short
visit to her brother, mayhem and murder follow. If Ed previously has fretfully
found life uneventful, in the two nights he spends with Diana (one of them in a
dark culvert), he encounters a whirlwind of destruction far deeper and more
perverse than Scorcese's computer nerd, Paul, encounters on his long outing.
"She is a woman who will go with anyone," Shaheen tells Ed;
but this time, it appears, she has no one else left who might save her. Ed,
sadly, is her only hope.
In a final attempt to contact Caper, her former lover, she breaks into
his house, only to discover that he is gravely ill and his wife has returned to
claim his estate upon his death. Caper suggests yet another "caper,"
a meeting between Ed and Shaheen to make a deal for the return of the stones.
Again, Ed's oddball lack of consequence saves the day, convincing the
mad Medea-like villain that she has no choice but to go along with their plan:
Diana has hidden the jewels within dozens of bouquets of roses at the flower
market under the name of Parvici, allowing the couple time to escape.
But the trip to Mexico is delayed, as the captain explains: the plane is
malfunctioning, and the couple has no choice but once again to face the
murderous forces of Melville, SAVAK, and this time, government police, brought
in presumably by Caper. A standoff results, and suddenly the humor that has
been partner to the film's horror, turns sour. Ed, once more with a gun pointed
at his head, begins with his usual banter: "This is ridiculous. Big shot,
huh? You got a gun. Now what? Shithead, you. Huh?"
His next word, however, says it all. The possibility of the
"real" world has dropped away. The man he faces is a
"maniac." And suddenly we recognize the level of despair out of which
Ed has survived these horrific days and nights: "Let me ask you something.
Maybe you can help me. What's wrong with my life? Why is my wife sleeping with
someone else? Why I can't I sleep?"
Before Ed and Diana have even had time to recover from these new
circumstances, FBI men whisk them away, as the couple fear another kind of
arrestment. Landis returns to humor as the FBI agent dumps a suitcase of money
before them upon the bed: it's all theirs. Which, in the director's cynical
view, is slightly contradicted as the agent picks up several packages of bills,
stuffing them into his own pocket. "Who's gonna tell?"
For the first time in this pummeling, pulsing movie, the
"lovers" are left to themselves. But instead of falling into an
embrace and sex, Diana luxuriously cleans her blood-stained body, while Ed
finally falls into a profoundly deep sleep.
A sharp bang declares a new day, actually the afternoon of the following
day. Diana has disappeared—just as we might have expected. Only this time,
things are different. Perhaps she has turned a new corner, cleaned up not just
her body but her life. She comes bearing gifts, the suitcase, tickets for a
Mexican escape. It is hard to say whether this couple will fall in love or
simply experience further lunatic adventures. But perhaps Ed, at least, can
finally sleep at night. And nobody will ever again be able to tell him
"Have a nice day."
Los Angeles, November 15, 2011
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (November 2011).
Reprinted from Reading Films: My International Cinema (2012).
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