by Douglas Messerli
Pierre Scot (screenwriter and director) Mindfuck / 2017 [6 minutes]
The dominant fetishist also,
just before blindfolding our subject, seemingly has opened up a strange
container in which there appears to be flour and something possibly atop it.
The leather man exits the
room, slamming the door behind him as the journalist is left to imagine what
might be happening.
We observe a giant tarantula
crawl out of the canister, jump down from the ledge, and make its way across out
journalist’s hair before moving down his face. By this time, of course, the
journalist is so horrified that he is almost begun to scream out for help, the leather
boy returning to tell him “It’s all in your head,” as he unmasks and unties
him.
Perhaps it’s simply trying to
remind us never to watch this little film ever again, or if one was actually titillated
by it (I was not) to watch it over and over just for fun.
Now if a poisonous snake had
slithered across that room, I certainly would simply have clicked the film off.
But we all know that although they are venomous, these hairy insects are generally
not dangerous to humans. And Sean Connery was never truly in jeopardy in Dr.
No (1962), although he was terrified by spiders and a couple of nurses were
waiting nearby just in case.
Los Angeles, February 1, 2025
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (February 2025).
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