Is
violence sexy? Is the prospect of putting an end to the culmination of
thousands of years of genetic advancement appealing or even arousing? Most
people would be quick to answer no and for good reason. Inflicting pain on
others for pleasure is by definition a gruesome trade, one that is as vile as
perhaps anything else on this planet of ours. And yet it is one that is so
deeply rooted in our history and our present. On their most recent album Kill
for Love, the Chromatics seek to answer that question. The title track of that
album is not just one of the best songs of 2012, but also a thesis statement
bent on exploring the relationship between said killing and said love.
While the rest of the Chromatic’s discography lacks this give and take relationship between love and violence, there is a consistent aesthetic that stretches across all of their albums. It can even be seen in Jewel’s other projects such as Glass Candy, if not to a lesser extent. This aesthetic conjures images; images of fast cars in the nighttime, images of neon signs and back alleys that you would have to be insane or desperate to venture down, images of insanity and desperation. At their best the Chromatics drag you into that world, kicking you out the door of some convertible into the dim light of a streetlamp.
Here,
we hope to explore that world; to turn off the dazzling neon and hold it up to
the scrutinous light of analysis. Never to date have I had an easier time in
selecting two non-musical artists/works of art for comparison. Both works feel
as if they visit different neighborhoods of the same dark city. And while the
similarities between the aesthetics of this band and these two works are
perhaps obvious, by teasing apart what makes these works different perhaps we
can come closer to answering that first question, whether or not the act of
taking life is in fact connected to its genesis.
Hotline Miami
(Videogame by Dennaton Games)
Your DeLorean, your
varsity jacket, your bloodstained animal mask. Everything feels right. Kicking
down the door, you knock some nameless
white suit punk to the ground, you bash his head into the floor before he can
recover. He has friends and here they come. You pick up the piece of pipe that
he was holding and throw it across the room into the face of another
unsuspecting and unnamed thug. One more door, one more thug, this time he gets
the jump on you. You bleed out on the carpet. This is Hotline Miami, and as you
kick the door in for the umpteenth time, you think to yourself this time I will
be ready. This time it will be different.
Hotline Miami is a
bloodbath. We live in a world in which most games limit their violence to how
well their game engines can represent it to the player. Hotline Miami is a
completely different animal or perhaps it just wears a different animal mask.
The amount of violence that can be portrayed by animated blood splatter and
pixilated bodies stacked on top of each other would previously have been not
only impossible in the eyes of most game designers but also unwanted in the
eyes of the American public.
Whether or not Hotline
Miami is violent or not is hardly up for debate, and it certainly is not the
purpose of bringing it up here. In terms of the comparison, it would be
incredibly easy to point out that its soundtrack is comprised of the same type
of techno-synth that comprises the Chromatics’ musical styling, but the
connection between The Chromatics and Hotline Miami runs deeper than that. They
evoke the same world, the same types of characters, the same cars, and the same
darkness. In fact the similarities between both entities are so much in line
with each other that it is likely that striking differences between them will
be more worthwhile.
To start, one main
difference between the world of Hotline Miami and the Chromatics are the
characters that traverse both. Both are ambiguous, whether it is their
motivations or their stories, even their appearances are for the most part left
to the imagination of the consumer. The difference, while there are plenty, lies
most obviously in gender. The Chromatics are fronted by a woman of course, Ruth
Radalet, who traverses the world of fast love and even faster death with
disturbing grace. Her crooning melodious voice floats above the fray of the
moody electronics with ease. Coupled with the violent imagery conjured by the
songs and a few gender ambiguous tracks, Radalet comes across as someone who is
perhaps as grizzled as the unnamed Hotline Miami protagonist.
The protagonist of
Hotline Miami on the other hand, and I use the word protagonist loosely, is a
different story. While calling the seamless murder of twenty to thirty crooks
graceful would not be totally unwarranted, having to watch this guy fail
anywhere from fifty to two hundred times per level is less then idyllic. There
is perhaps only one human moment throughout the whole story of Hotline Miami,
and it happens after the first kill. The protagonist bashes in the head of a
homeless man in an alleyway. He is overcome with his emotions and vomits them
out.
Hotline Miami banks on
some of the same techniques that The Chromatics and other musicians employ.
Mainly, by not revealing details such as background and appearance, the
consumer is left to project their own motivations and feelings onto the
characters. So when a player has their character smash a head in for no
particular reason, it is not a stretch to think that the character is acting
for the same reason that the player is, for pleasure. While true for all games,
it is especially so when you consider how hazy the details are in a game like
Hotline Miami. Here lies the main difference between Hotline Miami and The
Chromatics; where video-gamers act out of boredom or for an immersive
experience, the music listener’s experience is far more passive.
Passivity however is
not the only difference. When combined with the fact that the music of The
Chromatics is emotionally driven and is far less the blank slate that Hotline
Miami is, listening to the Chromatics and playing Hotline Miami can be a very
different emotional experience. No two Hotline Miami players will likely have
the same experience, whereas the Chromatic’s listener shares the same emotional
experience with all other people who turn the record on. So when Rabalet
describes smothering someone with a pillow on Kill for Love, that strikes a chord
with the listener that they can experience over and over again.
Drive (movie)
If you were to graph
conveyed emotion and violence, the music of the Chromatics and Hotline Miami
could not possibly be further from each
other. Drive on the other hand would be pretty close to the center of that
graph. Ryan Gosling’s character is exactly what I imagine the character from
Hotline Miami is like. He is cold, awkward, detached. But underneath that is
emotion, a wellspring of it that at its core is what calls the character to
arms. In this way, it is not all that difficult to consider Drive to be some
sort of combination of Hotline Miami and Kill for Love.
To reassess the first
proposed question, Drive is incredibly sexy and incredibly violent. Fast cars,
fast women, slick tunes, Ryan Gosling; it’s a winning combination. In the
movie, Ryan Gosling’s character who is a stuntman moonlighting as a getaway
driver, ends up doing a job helping the husband of the girl he falls in love
with. Where the act of revenge killings makes Gosling seem very attractive to
the girl he loves, they also drive an emotional wedge between them. Gosling
cannot form a real bond with her simply because of how focused his work makes
him. Not only does Gosling come across as sexy because of his looks and his
illegal acts, but also because of his emotional depth.
Now in relation to the
Chromatics, the connection here is obvious. Of course the film features music by
the band and a whole soundtrack of music that takes inspiration from the band.
The way it combines violence and emotional vulnerability is rather similar to
the overall tone of Kill for Love. Even deeper, the narrative arcs of both
works are also similar. In fact It is not all that difficult to imagine the
song Kill for Love playing as Ryan Gosling drives off into the night at the end
of the film.
There are differences
between the two, and whether or not those differences are just the result of
different mediums is difficult to say. Whereas The Chromatics and music in
general allows the listener to fill in the details not explicitly stated in the
lyrics, Drive is very explicit in how it takes Ryan Gosling and makes him into
a killer. A real turning point for me is when Gosling and the woman he loves is
approached by a killer while they are both in an elevator. Gosling embraces the
girl in a kiss to hide his face, only to turn around and get the jump on the
thug and kick his head in. Literally, kick his head in. There is a wonderful
moment in which the crunching noises made by Gosling’s boot switches to a
nauseatingly satisfying squishing one. The man is dead, but Gosling persists in
kicking his face. Gosling straddles the line between protector and murderer
with great tact.
The music of the
Chromatics is of course not without its subtitles, but really it is
disadvantaged by its medium in terms of its ability to tell a cohesive story.
There are certainly albums that do try to tell stories, but Kill for Love and
Night Drive aren’t among them. Both of those are beautiful records, beautiful
in some of the same ways that Drive is, but without the same story telling
nuances that great movies have.
Conclusion
Have you ever been to
Miami? Where you alive in the eighties? Have you ever moonlighted as a getaway
driver? The Chromatics and the makers of Drive and Hotline Miami are probably
hoping that you haven’t. Imagine Middle Earth and the multitude of works that
involve settings similar but different to Middle Earth. To people like Johnny
Jewel, the eighties and Miami are Middle Earth, and while it may bear some
resemblance to reality, the fact of the matter is that reality just doesn’t
matter. The world of the Chromatics is a fantasy, but it is a fantasy that I would
gladly enter. And while the streets are dark, Drive and the Chromatics and
Hotline Miami have taught me something; that there is no ill in the world that
a night drive cannot solve. So wanna go for a ride?
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