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Mysterious Skin

2005 · Gregg Araki

For when you're ready to be wrecked by something honest — a challenge, not a comfort, but one that treats its subject with real care. Save it for a night when you have the emotional room.

What it's about

Two boys from the same Kansas town carry the same buried childhood summer in opposite directions: one grows into a swaggering teenage hustler who thinks he's in control of everything, the other into a fragile young man convinced he was abducted by aliens. The film follows their separate paths toward each other, and toward the truth neither has been able to look at directly. Fair warning: it deals with childhood sexual abuse and its aftermath, head-on.

The experience

Devastating but strangely gentle — the film wraps its horror in dreamy, candy-colored images and an ambient shimmer of a score, keeping the worst at the edge of the frame until it can't anymore. It builds to one of the most quietly shattering endings in American independent film; you'll need a minute afterward.

Performances

A young Joseph Gordon-Levitt is revelatory as the hustler Neil — all dangerous charm and buried damage — in the performance that announced him as a serious actor.

The craft

Gregg Araki renders each boy's memory in the visual language he needs to survive it: dreamlike, tactile, almost beautiful, which makes the underlying horror land harder than any graphic approach could. The score by Harold Budd and Cocteau Twins guitarist Robin Guthrie holds the whole film in a protective glow — headphones or good speakers make a real difference.

Why it matters

The shock of Araki's career — the nineties' resident queer nihilist delivering a film of profound tenderness — and now widely considered one of the most humane films ever made about trauma and survival.

Reception & legacy: how Mysterious Skin was received, argued over, and remembered →

Gregg Araki spent the early nineties as the New Queer Cinema's resident nihilist, all neon apocalypse and disaffected shrugs — which made this adaptation of Scott Heim's novel the shock of his career: a film of devastating tenderness about the aftermath of childhood sexual abuse. Two Kansas boys process the same buried summer in opposite directions — one, played by a revelatory Joseph Gordon-Levitt, becomes a swaggering teenage hustler; the other retreats into a conviction that he was abducted by aliens. Araki's genius is to render memory in the visual language each boy needs: candy-colored, dreamlike, almost tactile, with the horror kept at the frame's edge until it can no longer be. The score — Harold Budd and Cocteau Twins guitarist Robin Guthrie, wrapped around Sigur Rós — holds the film in a protective ambient shimmer. Araki consulted abuse survivors and therapists to get the psychology right, and the care shows; the film walks an almost impossible line between beauty and atrocity without aestheticizing the latter. Its final scene, two boys on a couch as carolers sing outside, is among the most quietly shattering in American independent film.

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