Disc Reviews
Nowhere Review
To even consider using the word notorious against a Greg Araki movie is almost pointless as one absurd blend of colour, zippy dialogue, nudity, teenage obsessions and shoegaze music is just as notorious as the next. Anyone who had already seen Totally F**cked Up and The Doom Generation were in for a treat with this third film that acts almost as a loose trilogy.
Nowhere perhaps was at the peak of his indie fame in the 90’s.There is an impressive list of climbing talent in this film, too long to mention by name, often in smaller roles set up to make humorous commentary on teenage life. Araki brilliantly continues his sexual identity obsessed pictures with wildly colourful setups, bizarrely named characters, and as many surrealist moments to make his thoughts clear (and a blur) at the same time.
Whether it is you basic wrestling with sexual identity, or those that we think we love and the way we perceive time from the outside – and how horribly wrong it can all go when you think you have things going your way with them. Ok, well all of that and a giant alien gecko with a ray gun thrown in for good measure.
Araki knew how to spend on style the little money he had raised. He perhaps would change his tone slightly later with Mysterious Skin, and then returned to this familiar ground more recently with Kaboom. But Nowhere is the pinnacle moment of all that is insane in his head, coming out and making sense to the generations that surrounded him.
This release also comes with a fun commentary from the director and a few of his main cast.
Steven Hurst