Director: Steve McQueen
Cast: Michael Fassbender, Carey Mulligan
This is a sophomore effort from McQueen (Hunger) who is a force to be reckoned with. Not just in his art, but as a man. I recently watched one of his interviews and let me just say that I don’t think he and I will ever be buddies. But enough about him, let me tell you about his modern masterpiece,Shame.Fassbender (X-Men: First Class, Hunger) stars as a sex addict, whose addiction has led him to a serious point of depression. When things get going rough for him, his equally damaged sister, Mulligan (An Education, Drive), shows up in his house in need of a place to stay. We get the feeling they had a not-so-great early life, making it hard to blame either of them (if you’re a Freudian kinda guy like me anyway) for their messed up actions. This film is about many things. What’s at the center of it, I don’t know if I could tell you with confidence or accuracy. What I do know, without spoiling too much, is that it takes a fearless actor such as Fassbender to pull off a performance like this. So convincingly did he portray a seriously sad man, a man who does not seek orgasms for pleasure, but out of sheer necessity. We’re given much of a reason to believe he actually dreads it. Sex is not fun for him; is there any greater tragedy?