Directly in the wake of and in response to the AIDS crisis (and the Reagan administration’s horrendous response to it), these films were no longer concerned with positive representation for gay individuals. NQC instead sought to “‘take back’ materials used by straight cinema—stereotypes, stories, genres—and in an anarchic, subversive spirit, rework them, and thus alter their social and political implications” (Davis, 2002, p. 26). These new gay characters no longer had to conform to the confines of traditional Hollywood representation, thus these films could feature characters that were previously unacceptable as protagonists, including the gay male sex worker.
At the same cultural moment that cinematic representations began to shift with NQC, the medical and sociological literature that dealt with the subject of male prostitution began to shift as well. In the 1990s, many studies were published that focused on the topic of male sex work—something the literature published previously never dared or felt compelled to do. All of a sudden, the male sex worker could not be summarized in a paragraph or a few pages; he demanded texts of over 300 pages in length, such as D. J. West’s
Male Prostitution
(1993), Peter Aggleton’s
Men Who Sell Sex
(1999), Samuel Steward’s
Understanding the Male Hustler
(1991), and Graham and Annette Scambler’s
Rethinking Prostitution: Purchasing Sex in the 1990s
(1997).
Many of these studies found their critical importance (or, perhaps, justification for being) in relation to the HIV/AIDS crisis, in much the same way as the films of the NQC; they also presented many of the same goals as NQC, foregrounding an interest in historical types, in reclamation, and in complication. More than a third of the essays in
Men Who Sell Sex
(Aggleton, 1999), for example, explicitly focus on the sexual risk of HIV/AIDS, while Scambler and Scambler (1997), in their afterword to
Rethinking Prostitution
, work to democratize sex work by noting that, in Britain, the laws have been historically “gender biased even in conception: there was a High Court ruling on 5 May 1994, for example, that
only women
can be charged with loitering under the Street Offences Act of 1959” (p. 180).
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Articulating the need to complicate traditional notions of male sex work, D. J. West (1993) writes:
Popular images of the male prostitute are confused and contradictory, poorly informed and often more concerned with moral condemnation than humane understanding … Prostitution is generally thought of as a woman’s occupation, but the “oldest profession” caters to all sexual demands and the desire of some men for sexual contact with their own kind has been known throughout recorded history … The assumption that women, including lesbians, have no need or no wish to pay men for sexual services has become less certain since the advent of the “toy boy” fashion, but young male prostitutes still seem to cater mostly to older males. (p. ix)
It is with this historical background, spanning from the 1930s to the 1980s, that films like Araki’s
The Living End
and Van Sant’s
My Own Private Idaho
can be seen as revolutionary in their representations of male sex workers. While NQC presented numerous films with male sex workers as main characters within its formative years,
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these two films have been noted as being particularly emblematic of the NQC movement. These films appropriate the character types of male sex workers in Hollywood cinema (the “repressed, lonely fuck-ups and/or killers”) in a way that allows for and explores these characters’ complex relationships to sex work, which enables homosexual sex work and homosexual sex more generally to escape their earlier fundamental tie to abjection.
The Living End
, which follows the road-trip adventure of Luke (a spontaneously violent, HIV-positive male hustler) and Jon (a recently diagnosed HIV-positive film journalist), provides a narrative trajectory in which its protagonist, Jon, can work through his HIV diagnosis in a way that allows him to be liberated “at a time where that health status appeared inevitably to lead to a rapid demise” (Hart, 2010, pp. 14-15). As Glyn Davis (2002) has discussed, Araki’s film directly references two particular types of gay men from traditional Hollywood filmmaking, the “macho” and the “sad young man” (p. 26). Gus Van Sant’s
My Own Private Idaho
, on the other hand, tells the story of two male sex workers—Mike (River Phoenix), a homosexual hustler, and Scott (Keanu Reeves), a self-identified heterosexual who says he’s willing to “sell his ass” for money—as they embark on a road trip to find Mike’s long-lost mother. Mike exists as the “repressed” character type who longs for his mother, while Scott represents the “fuck-up” who sells his body as a way to rebel against his wealthy father. While each film has its own distinct cinematic style and its own seemingly contradictory message about male sex work, both strive to challenge the finite lines and simplistic notions that have historically classified male sex workers.
The complexity with which these films explore their characters’ sexuality becomes especially evident in their visualizations of gender performance, particularly in relation to the roles of women. Whereas Julian only sells his body to women in
American Gigolo, My Own Private Idaho
’s Scott keeps a clientele that usually consists exclusively of men. In his essay,
Just a Gigolo?
Paul Burston (1995) makes a compelling argument regarding Julian’s performance of heterosexuality, which is particularly interesting when considering the men of
My Own Private Idaho
. Burston argues that Julian is at home in a world of “sun-kissed bodies and swimming pools, of pastel interiors and micro-blinds … Framed within this world, Julian is coded as an object-to-be-looked-at … At the same time, the precise way in which he is coded for visual pleasure borrows heavily from a long tradition of homoerotica” (p. 115). The film works tirelessly to drain this “ambiguous eroticism” of its homosexual potential by having Julian constantly remind other characters and, thus, the audience that he doesn’t do “that fag stuff.”
In one of the film’s only sex scenes, Julian comes to a lavish home to service an older woman, but her husband, who is coded as a repressed homosexual (Burston, 1995, p. 116), demands to watch and instruct Julian as he works. The disgust that Julian exhibits at the thought of even being watched by a man places any sort of homosexual interaction (including the male-on-male gaze) as abject territory. As the scene progresses, the man commands Julian to “Slap her! Slap that cunt!” In these moments specifically, as well as in the film more generally, gay characters are shown to be excessively violent at the expense of the white woman. This man, whom the audience has identified as homosexual, demands that Julian beat his wife, while the other homosexuals in the film, Julian’s pimp and the pimp’s other gay male prostitutes, end up murdering this same woman and framing Julian, reinforcing the “homosexual killer” type and linking S&M sex practices to homosexuality and, ultimately, to murder. Julian has found himself in a situation with the two things he likes least—“fag” and “kinky stuff”—and where he is subject to both. Although the film’s poster for its recent DVD release features the tagline “
HIS BUSINESS IS PLEASURE
” in big bold letters, the audience is quickly reminded of the qualifications one needs to retain Julian’s services. This offer only applies if one is a woman, wealthy, white, and (usually) married. Men and/or sexual deviants (of any sort) need not inquire.
By contrast, the hustlers of
My Own Private Idaho
are open to having sex with anyone—male or female. In one scene, Mike is picked up by a woman in a new car. Dressed in his normal dirty clothes, unshaven, with messy hair, Mike is visually juxtaposed with his female client, who is dressed in a white fur coat and smoking a cigarette. As Mike says, she looks like she’s “living in a new car ad.” As they enter her lavish mansion, Mike comments that “this is like a dream. A girl never picks me up, much less a pretty rich girl.” As they enter her home, two more hustlers (one of which is Scott, Mike’s friend/crush) are sitting in the living room, waiting. Scott makes it clear, though, that she only has sex with one man at a time. “She’s cool,” he says, “she just likes to have three guys ’cause it takes her a little while to get warmed up. It’s normal, nothing kinky.” “Yeah,” Mike replies.
The idea of kinky sex doesn’t inhibit these characters, though; sex is sex and they’ll take the work where they can get it. Earlier in the film, for example, Mike has sex (of sorts) with an old dandy dressed in a suit with a bow tie, red hair, glasses, and a handkerchief. However, the “sex” the old man wants involves no sort of penetration. He wants to dance around his home, rubbing his feet against the floor while Mike cleans, making the space “immaculate” while dressed as a “little Dutch boy.” The film makes it perfectly clear that this is a sex act for the old dandy; as Mike scrubs the counters, the client rubs his own chest while moaning “faster, little Dutch boy, harder!”
Unlike Julian in
American Gigolo
, the hustlers of
My Own Private Idaho
are not averse to crossing the homo/heterosexual borders, nor are they inhibited by “weird” or “kinky” sex; in fact, there seem to be no real borders between hetero- and homosexual sex at all—both are legitimate parts of the same kind of work. In this way, the audience is never allowed to “identify Mike unambiguously, or unproblematically, as gay” (Lang, 2002, p. 249). Furthermore, Van Sant argues that “a person’s sexual identity is so much different than just one word, ‘gay.’ You never hear anyone referred to as just ‘hetero.’ That doesn’t really say anything … There’s something more to sexual identity than just a label like that” (cited in Lang, p. 251). The inability to define sexuality in simplistic terms is one of the base concerns of NQC, which embraces the fundamental complexity of the male sex workers’ sexuality.
While the sex act is never actually allowed to occur between the female client and Mike,
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the sense of abjection so present within traditional Hollywood representation is lacking within the fluctuation of sexual expression in
My Own Private Idaho
. Whereas the repressed homosexuals of films like
Midnight Cowboy
, represented by the man that Joe Buck beats senseless in a hotel room, are shown to be simply repressed homosexuals, Mike’s repression is a sign of his complexity.
My Own Private Idaho
understands repression as a character trait that exists beyond being a simple character type ready to be placed into a film without further explanation. Instead, Van Sant explores repression psychoanalytically. Linda Kauffman (1998) explains:
The film revolves around a search for origins (maternal, paternal, narrative), but the search is doomed to defeat … Whenever Mike falls asleep, recurrent images appear: he lies in his mother’s arms, infused with oceanic bliss … Mike’s narcolepsy is a symptom of his arrested development in the Imaginary; the recurrent images in his dreams are part of his “image repertoire.”(pp. 110-111)
One of the main tasks of
My Own Private Idaho
, then, is to work through the repressed homosexual, to understand and explore him and, therefore, to use the trait as a way to nuance the character type in a way that undermines the work of prior films with the same type.
Reinterpreting the “Hustler”
In an effort to recode, rework, and reappropriate historical understandings and history itself, both
The Living End
and
My Own Private Idaho
are concerned with placing their characters within and in reference to times past.
The Living End
’s Joe has just found out that he is HIV positive. After vomiting in the doctor’s office, he comes home, walks through the door, and pauses. Behind him is a poster for Andy Warhol’s
Blow Job
(1963). Mimicking the poster, Joe throws his head back and spreads his lips. The image behind is one of extreme pleasure while Joe’s expression is one of nihilism, expressing the pointlessness of life and emphasizing the words that Luke writes on a concrete pole in the following shot: “I blame society.” Wayne Koestenbaum argues that
Blow Job
is “a film of almost unbearable intimacy—unbearable, because one realizes watching it, that one has never before spent forty minutes without pause unselfishly looking at a man’s face during the course of his slow movement toward orgasm” (cited in Escoffier, 2009, p. 21).
Blow Job
, which is similar to
My Hustler
in style (
Blow Job
is comprised of one continuous shot), works to document lived experience. By calling upon the imagery of Warhol’s film (and, thus, a larger, internationally founded history of queer representation),
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Araki creates a moment in
The Living End
where the audience is asked to identify with a history and an emotion that exists beyond the confines of a single film. Where Warhol needed to document lived homosexual experience, Araki needs to document lived HIV-positive experience. Thus,
The Living End
could be discussed similarly as “a film of almost unbearable intimacy—unbearable, because one realizes watching it, that one has never before spent 85 minutes without pause unselfishly looking at two men’s faces during the course of their slow movement toward AIDS-related death.” As film critic Derek Malcolm wrote in a 1993 review of
The Living End
, “It’s what some of those Paul Morrissey/Andy Warhol epics of the sixties might have been had they become activated by the fear of AIDS” (p. 4).