Pearl movie review (2023) | Little White Lies

Pearl

13 Mar 2023 / Released: 17 Mar 2023

Words by David Jenkins

Directed by Ti West

Starring David Corenswet, Mia Goth, and Tandi Wright

Young girl in denim dungarees with arms raised against wooden wall.
Young girl in denim dungarees with arms raised against wooden wall.
2

Anticipation.

The first film in this proposed trilogy, X, kinda sucked ass.

4

Enjoyment.

The focus on Mia Goth makes this one cook. Her performance is really something.

4

In Retrospect.

One to chalk up to that small but delightful sub-genre of retro slasher weepies.

Ti West pays homage in The Wiz­ard of Oz in the pre­quel to his throw­back slash­er X – but Mia Goth real­ly makes this one sing.

Dur­ing the twi­light era of her screen career, Hol­ly­wood grande dame Joan Craw­ford found her­self star­ring in a run of deli­cious low-rent hor­ror movies, most notable of which were William Castle’s Straight-Jack­et from 1964 and Jim O’Connolly Berserk! from 1967. Gone were the airs, graces and sense of walk-between-the-rain­drops untouch­a­bil­i­ty that came with the plush melo­dra­mas from which she made her name, and in their place came axes, blood and lots and lots of anguished yelling. And it worked surpis­ing­ly well!

Ti West’s Pearl, which serves as a clever pre­quel to his more straight-laced 2022 retro slash­er, X, oper­ates as an homage to the idea that, when you’re aspi­ra­tions towards glam­our, politesse and cre­ativ­i­ty are met with a cold shrug, then there’s real­ly noth­ing left to do but orgas­mi­cal­ly blud­geon a goose. It’s hard to talk about Pearl with­out spoil­ing X, but essen­tial­ly we trace back the lin­eage of a char­ac­ter played by Mia Goth (for which she did her best pros­thet­ic-heavy Til­da Swin­ton impres­sion) from the 1970s back to 1918 where she frol­icks and day­dreams her days away on an idyl­lic fam­i­ly farm.

Pearl’s inno­cent desire to up sticks and break for the big time cause her Ger­man moth­er (Tan­di Wright) to pile on the abus­es, while her inca­pac­i­tat­ed father (Matthew Sun­der­land) looks on with­out any recourse to stem the mad­ness. A trip to the cin­e­ma where she sees a bur­lesque one-reel­er of high-kick­ing dancers fuels her desire for inde­pen­dence from the clasps of oppres­sive fam­i­ly life, and the local smooth-talk­ing pro­jec­tion­ist (David Corenswet) is more than hap­py to take advan­tage of this wide-eyed dreamer.

Two women standing in a field of tall, golden wheat, surrounded by lush green vegetation.

Though West and his col­lab­o­ra­tors have attempt­ed to emu­late the kitsch, Tech­ni­colour aes­thet­ic of mid-cen­tu­ry melos on a shoe­string, there are strong links to the polit­i­cal present too, as the sto­ry takes place dur­ing a Span­ish flu epi­dem­ic with char­ac­ters occa­sion­al­ly forced to don sur­gi­cal masks. The script is more overt­ly lit­er­ary than one might expect from a terse genre work­out, with the film’s palm-sweat­ing finale com­pris­ing a breath­tak­ing, ever-inten­si­fy­ing mono­logue, exact­ing­ly deliv­ered by Goth, in which she sub­tly errs back and forth in her devlish desire to dou­ble down on the destruc­tion she’s already met­ed out on var­i­ous peo­ple in her orbit.

At the end of the day, Pearl is a film which will live or die on your tol­er­ance for Goth’s nitro-pow­ered per­for­mance, in which she plays a char­ac­ter who only projects in extremes. The cal­cu­lat­ed­ly ric­tus smile she wears dur­ing a failed dance audi­tion flips on a dime into a roof-pan­el-shak­ing pri­mal scream.

The iso­la­tion of the farm offers a pri­vate out­let for her rage-outs, which includes mul­ti­ple gory mur­ders. The mech­a­nism of her hus­band hav­ing left to fight in the war, and the ques­tion of his return, oper­ates as a cat­a­lyst for her trau­ma, and the film arrives at a punch­line which tra­vers­es the spec­trum of the sick­ly fun­ny to the qui­et­ly heart­break­ing. It’s a strange and beguil­ing film, and I’m just going to lay down my cards and say that, on the back of her all-in col­lab­o­ra­tions with Lars von Tri­er and Claire Denis, Goth’s pres­ence makes any movie a must-see.

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