{"id":17275,"date":"2021-12-06T20:43:32","date_gmt":"2021-12-06T20:43:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/?p=17275"},"modified":"2023-03-02T19:08:40","modified_gmt":"2023-03-02T19:08:40","slug":"last-night-in-soho-2021","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/film\/last-night-in-soho-2021\/","title":{"rendered":"Last Night in Soho (2021): Last Night in Giallo?"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Matt Rogerson asks: is Edgar Wright\u2019s surreal 2021 psych-horror, Last Night in Soho, a love letter to Swinging Sixties\u2019 London or a celebration of the giallo?<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Edgar Wright loves film. Moreso, he understands<\/em> film, something that comes across in every genre he tackles.<\/strong> From his zom-rom-com Shaun of the Dead <\/em>(2004) (which now sits proudly within the canon of the zombie subgenre) to comic action film Hot Fuzz<\/em>\u00a0(2007) and living cartoon Scott Pilgrim vs The World <\/em>(2010), Wright\u2019s deference to genre history is ever present in his work.<\/b> With Last Night in Soho<\/b> <\/em>(2021),<\/em> Wright might have matured from a Tarantino-like curator of genre film tropes and stylistic nods to a director who can fully dissect what makes genre film great without<\/em> needing to insert the nods and winks to the audience that often marks the works of Tarantino, Rob Zombie and Eli Roth (and, up until recently, Wright himself).<\/p>

\"\"I went into Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em> having read Mark Kermode\u2019s description of the film as a \u2018giallo-esque slasher fantasy\u2026 (that) dances through streets paved not with gold but with glitter, grit and splashes of stabby gore.\u2019[1] <\/b>As a giallo obsessive I am very protective of my prized Italian genre film and its various filones,<\/em> so such a description feels almost like a challenge to me. Thus, I went to the cinema a little cynical and pre-judgmental of the film\u2019s validity as a neo-giallo.<\/p>

As soon as the opening credits rolled, I was transfixed. As it turns out, Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em> is not just the most satisfying horror I have seen in recent years, it is an incredibly immersive experience, a surrealist rollercoaster that just picks up the audience and drags us into its wild ride through 1960s Soho and Fitzrovia. 116 minutes absolutely flew by and I left the cinema overwhelmed and hyper-vigilant, as a part of me remained trapped within Wright\u2019s vibrant poetry of colour, music and madness.<\/p>

Ostensibly the film is a surreal, supernatural thriller, as Thomasin McKenzie\u2019s fashion design student Ellie plunges into the mystery of Anya Taylor-Joy\u2019s ing\u00e9nue-turned-prostitute Sandy and her descent into disappointment, despair and apparent death. The film\u2019s central conceit is that the events of Sandy\u2019s life took place in the 1960s, fifty-something years before Ellie arrives in London. Wright crafts a psychodrama around the apparent supernatural link between Ellie and Sandy that fuels Ellie\u2019s visions\/hallucinations\/hysteria and her desire to \u2018solve\u2019 the mystery of what became of Sandy. The film\u2019s narrative takes its time, building from gaudy melodrama to the kind of full on surrealist horror that evokes the likes of Mario Bava, Lucio Fulci and Dario Argento.<\/p>

\"\"So what of Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em>\u2019s giallo chops? The film is bloody, bold and beautiful, redolent of Mario Bava\u2019s seminal Blood & Black Lace<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1964) as it centres on the high fashion and party atmosphere of the 1960s in a whirlwind of primary colour and music. It takes a little while to turn bloody, but when the claret does finally flow, it is a bright, brazen, deep red that looks every bit as hyperreal as the crimson found in Argento\u2019s Profondo Rosso<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1975) or Luciano Ercoli\u2019s Death Walks on High Heels<\/b> <\/em>(1971). It is Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em>\u2019s adherence to what Hutchings (cited by Mendik) called \u2018countercultural aesthetics\u2019,[2]<\/b> a particularly vibrant style that elevates the giallo (and, indeed, Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em>) from what some might consider trash to be valorised as cult cinema.<\/p>

Wright\u2019s film is a mystery thriller of sorts but has a definite supernatural bent. While this might alienate giallo purists, fans of the wider, weirder filones<\/em> will recognize the woman in trouble<\/em> trope, the spiralling madness and supernatural suggestion of the likes of Francisco Barilli\u2019s The Perfume of the Lady in Black<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1974) and Lucio Fulci\u2019s A Lizard in a Woman’s Skin<\/b> <\/em>(1971)\u00a0and The Psychic<\/b> <\/em>(1977). Essentially, both Sandy and Ellie represent what Xavier Mendik coined \u2018Bodies of Desire and Bodies in Distress\u2019[2]<\/b> in his book examining the social, political and cultural influences on the giallo. Ellie\u2019s descent into madness features mannequin-like wraiths that conjure up memories of Umberto Lenzi\u2019s perplexing Spasmo<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1974) and Luigi Bazzoni\u2019s wonderfully haunting Footprints on the Moon<\/b> <\/em>(1975).<\/em> Like the women of these weird, wonderful gialli, Wright\u2019s protagonist is somewhat passive for much of the film. As Sandy\u2019s arc is redolent of Nieves Navarro\u2019s character in Death Walks on High Heels<\/b><\/em> (an alluring ing\u00e9nue who is murdered at the hands of a man she thought she could trust), Ellie kind of stumbles through a plot that essentially happens to her much as it happens to us (redolent of the tragic journey of Mimsy Farmer in The\u00a0<\/i><\/b>Perfume of the Lady in Black<\/b><\/em>), sending her on terrifying trips through surreal corridors that, if you replaced Thomasin McKenzie with Florinda Bolkan, offer a funhouse mirror reflection of scenes from A\u00a0<\/i><\/b>Lizard in a Woman\u2019s Skin<\/b>.<\/em><\/p>

\"\"As Last Night in Soho<\/b><\/em>\u2019s plot unfurls, it introduces another giallo staple, but a much less welcome one: misogynistic violence. The gialli were very much films of their time and place, but any conversation around them has to take in the sheer amount of apparently celebrated male-on-female violence in films such as Sergio Martino\u2019s proto-slasher Torso<\/b> <\/em>(1972),<\/em> Fulci\u2019s video nasty The New York Ripper<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1982) and Massimo Dallamano\u2019s schoolgirls in peril masterpiece What Have You Done to Solange?<\/b><\/em>\u00a0(1972) This cinematic trope is considered disconcerting even among celebrated directors of mainstream horror, with John Carpenter (cited by Gosling, and speaking of Dario Argento\u2019s gialli template) suggested \u2018couples violent death with sexual beauty, and that\u2019s extremely disturbing to me.\u2019[3]<\/b><\/p>

The case is very much the same in Wright\u2019s film, which not only seems to delight in the suffering of Taylor-Joy\u2019s Sandy but (and spoilers lie immediately ahead) in its final act twist, Sandy is revealed to be both murderer and martyr, having dispatched the many male predators who used her for sex and, in doing so, is revealed as the film\u2019s ultimate antagonist. This twist is not entirely satisfying, as the \u2018victims\u2019 are vile men the viewer should have no sympathy for, but the tormented and sympathetic Sandy goes far beyond protecting herself in attacking fashion student Elie in the final act and becomes an actual villain. There is no real resolution here, no feeling of satisfaction that the mystery is solved and justice served. Instead, the ending is a touch nihilistic, once again providing reflections of certain gialli: the downbeat anti-resolutions of Fulci\u2019s A<\/i>\u00a0<\/b>Lizard in a Woman\u2019s Skin<\/b>, The Psychic<\/b><\/em> and The New York Ripper<\/b><\/em> come to mind as the credits begin to roll.<\/p>

\"\"Despite the misogynistic content, Wright\u2019s film is an immersive and genuinely disturbing psychosexual horror with an aesthetic that sits well alongside Mario Bava and Dario Argento\u2019s works and a narrative that conjures up deeper material from elsewhere in giallo\u2019s many filones.<\/em> The layered way in which the aesthetics and tropes of a diverse cross-section of gialli are presented shows a director that doesn\u2019t just love film, but understands it. In this case, Wright has directed an impressive genre piece that shows the depth of his knowledge of film language without all the nods and winks of certain other, celebrated directors of \u2018original\u2019 genre film. For its superb aesthetic and style, the film will no doubt appeal to Dario Argento and Mario Bava connoisseurs, but it is those fans of giallo\u2019s fringes, of the surreal thrillers of Francisco Barilli\u2019s The\u00a0<\/i><\/b>Perfume of the Lady in Black<\/b>,<\/em> Luigi Bazzoni\u2019s Footprints on the Moon<\/b><\/em> and Fulci\u2019s A\u00a0Lizard in a Woman\u2019s Skin<\/i><\/b> that will find lots to enjoy in Last Night in Soho<\/b>.<\/em><\/p>

[1] Kermode, M (2021) Last Night in Soho review \u2013 a deliciously twisted journey back to London\u2019s swinging past<\/em> [online] Available at: https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/film\/2021\/oct\/31\/last-night-in-soho-edgar-wright-review [Accessed 31 October 2021]<\/p>

[2] Mendik, X (2015) Bodies of Desire and Bodies in Distress.<\/em> 1st ed. Cambridge Scholars Publishing: Newcastle Upon Tyne.<\/p>

[3] Gosling, E (2016) The original scream queens who gave giallo its feminist edge<\/em> [online] Available at: https:\/\/lwlies.com\/articles\/feminism-in-giallo-cinema\/ [Accessed 10 November 2021]<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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[1]<\/b> Kermode, M (2021)\u00a0Last Night in Soho review \u2013 a deliciously twisted journey back to London\u2019s swinging past<\/em>\u00a0[online] Available at: https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/film\/2021\/oct\/31\/last-night-in-soho-edgar-wright-review [Accessed 31 October 2021]<\/span><\/p>

[2]<\/b> Mendik, X (2015)\u00a0Bodies of Desire and Bodies in Distress.<\/em>\u00a01st ed. Cambridge Scholars Publishing: Newcastle Upon Tyne.<\/span><\/p>

[3]<\/b> Gosling, E (2016)\u00a0The original scream queens who gave giallo its feminist edge<\/em>\u00a0[online] Available at: https:\/\/lwlies.com\/articles\/feminism-in-giallo-cinema\/ [Accessed 10 November 2021]<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Matt Rogerson is a PAGE International Screenwriting Awards finalist. In addition to Horrified he has bylines at Diabolique Magazine, Dread Central, Horror Homeroom and Long Live The Void. <\/p>\n

His writing will soon be published in the book Filtered Reality from House of Leaves Publishing, and he is currently writing a series of books on Italian horror, covering the Vatican\u2019s attitudes toward genre cinema, and Roman Catholic themes in Lucio Fulci\u2019s filmography.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t

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Matt Rogerson asks: is Edgar Wright\u2019s surreal psych-horror Last Night in Soho a love letter to Swinging Sixties\u2019 London or a celebration of the giallo?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":124685,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"no-sidebar","site-content-layout":"page-builder","ast-site-content-layout":"","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"disabled","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[1952],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/12\/Screenshot-2023-01-30-at-18.41.49.png?fit=925%2C576&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17275"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17275"}],"version-history":[{"count":45,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17275\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":126676,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17275\/revisions\/126676"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/124685"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17275"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17275"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.horrifiedmagazine.co.uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17275"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}