Beau is Afraid (2023)
Horror auteur Ari Aster's recent contribution to the popular "bluntly allegorical tribulations of repressed balding middle aged men" genre. Beau is Afraid is a movie that invites descriptors like "personal", "bold" and "idiosyncratic" and it certainly does feel like the type of movie most directors would make three decades into their career, not three movies.
Following up Hereditary and Midsommar, two of the cleverest and most stylishly directed horror movies of the past decade , comes a surrealist and pitch black comedy about... well, a guy having a really shit time. Beau is a middle aged sad sack living in what Europeans think all American cities are like, on a journey to visit his mother. This journey turns out a parade of absurd humiliations towards a nightmarish conclusion.
BiA is a movie full of anxiety, embarassments and cruelty. A lot of the time it's also genuinely hilarious. Joaquin Phoenix as the title character manages to stay on that thin Franz Kafka line of playing him as a character who is pitiable but never quite sympathetic. Beau is a bumbling, stammering wreck of a person living in the shadow of his overbearing mother. On his way to her house he gets stabbed, kidnapped, drugged, gaslighted, pursued by a violent crazy person and... well, let's not even get into his sex life. He lives in a world that has conspired to make him miserable, often in the most cartoonish ways possible.
What the movie eventually hones in on as the centerpiece of his misery is his relationship with his mother, which is slightly disappointing, considering it worked a bit better for me when that was just one of many things simmering in the background. At some point Beau is Afraid starts to feel like a therapeutic exercise, which is slightly uncomfortable in a way I don't think Aster intended. It never stops being funny and especially the last act has some absolutely wild sequences but it's underwhelmingly literal and I my relationship to my parents is too good for it to be emotionally relatable to me.
It's the point where a lot of surrealist movies collapse, that "Oh, so this is what we're doing." moment where ambiguity gives way to a rather heavy handed exploration of personal hangups that should just have been left up in the air. Under The Silver Lake had it, I'm Thinking of Ending Things had it, just about everything Darren Aronofsky ever directed had it... it's a pandemic.
This leaves Beau is Afraid a movie that's quite entertaining for its length, and very good at making anxiety and discomfort both funny and disturbing at the same time. It certainly goes some places you wouldn't expect a movie to go, at least not one with those kinds of production values. And overall I will say I liked it quite a bit. It just falls into the trap of being a bit too personal and consequentially, a bit too specific for it to really resonate.