Reviews
of Femme Fatale (2002)
have tended to put the movie into one of two camps: fun, sexy trash--or
just plain trash. Written and directed by Brian de Palma (who also
directed Mission: Impossible, The Untouchables, Bonfire of the
Vanities, among others) and set in Paris, Femme Fatale
follows the exploits of Laure/Lilly (played by Rebecca Romjin-Stamos),
a self-described "bad girl, rotten to the heart" who manipulates
and double-crosses everyone she encounters--except, interestingly,
her lover Veronica (played by Rie Rasmussen), which is where the
film becomes more than just a vehicle for bad-girl eye candy.
The
film opens with Laure and her male partners executing a jewel heist
at the Cannes Film Festival; the jewelry is a diamond-studded gold
snake worn by Veronica, which Laure plans to steal by seducing her.
This is the set-up for the infamous bathroom sex scene between Laure
and Veronica that takes up several minutes of the beginning of the
film.
But
things don't go exactly as planned, and shortly thereafter, Laure
is knocked out in a fall while being pursued by her former partners,
and when she wakes up, is mistaken for someone else: a woman named
Lilly who recently lost her husband and young daughter. It's difficult
to explain more without giving too much of the story away, but the
rest of the film involves a series of plot twists and turns that
focus heavily on Laure/Lilly's interactions with a photographer,
Nicolas (played by Antonio Banderas) as she alternates between sexy
and deadly, charming and immoral.
Evaluation
of the movie's representation of bisexuality
depends primarily on whether you analyze the movie solely on its
own merits, or in the context of the current lack of cinematic representations
of bisexuality. Since portrayals of bisexuality and bisexual women
are rare in mainstream films, the few that do exist tend to have
a disproportionate impact on bisexual visibility overall; from this
standpoint, Femme Fatale clearly reinforces the "evil
bisexual" stereotype by linking bisexuality with criminal,
immoral, and manipulative behavior.
But
viewing it as a stand-alone film, divorced from its larger context,
Femme Fatale appears to actually challenge conventional
stereotypes of bisexuality because Laure has a more enduring and
authentic relationship with Veronica than with anyone else, even
if it is not Laure's primary romantic attachment.
In
this way, Femme Fatale both reinforces and challenges existing
stereotypes of bisexuality and bisexual women, which is one of the
reasons the film is more complicated than it first appears.
Laure
is clearly a guy's version of a femme fatale (as evinced
by lots of gratuitous nudity, stripping, and a sex-on-the-pool-table
scene), and her bisexuality is also of the male-fantasy type (since
although she may have sex with women, her primary romantic identification
is clearly with men). But that doesn't mean there isn't something
in the movie for women, too, especially lesbian and bi women.
Laure
kicks ass and takes names throughout the film without apology, and
is unrepentant to the end. Laure usually uses her sexuality as a
tool for manipulation rather than an expression of passion, but
the choices she makes throughout the film are clearly her own, and
this is what prevents Femme Fatale from being purely male-fantasy
fluff. A feminist icon she ain't, but Laure's no puppet for the
patriarchy, either. The sex scene between Laure and Veronica is
also one of the most realistic (ignoring the jewel-heist context)
and sexy lesbian sex scenes in a mainstream movie.
Rebecca
Romjin-Stamos is perfectly cast as Laure/Lilly, an inspired choice
for the lead role: a familiar face that seems new at the same time.
She demonstrates her versatility as an actress by changing personas
as easily as her shape-shifting character Mystique in X-Men,
morphing from a bisexual jewel thief to a grieving widow to a cold-blooded
killer and back again.
While
many have criticized the film's storyline
as implausible and lacking credibility, the truth is that
this doesn't really matter: the characters are engaging and attractive
and there's lots of action and sex, which means the plot only has
to be minimally believable to make the film at least worth watching.
Femme Fatale delivers exactly what you'd expect: an enjoyable
romp through male fantasy-land offset by a subversive feminist undercurrent
and a shout-out to lesbian and bisexual viewers.
Which
puts the film squarely in the "fun, sexy trash" category
for me.