Viva

I don't remember the 1970s being this bad. As I began to watch this, I thought "why?" Wooden or ham acting, twee soundtrack, garish clothing... and then, realising it's a parody, I began to embrace it. Leaving her mundane life of cooking and making cocktails for her husband, Barbi becomes Viva. In the style of Russ Meyer, her adventures include bad sex, nudism, drugs and a lesbian dalliance but always men are pursuing her. It's not a serious work and I admire Anna Biller's dedication to her art, having written, directed and starred in her oeuvre, plus baring all her charms for the camera, quite nicely too. I particularly liked the line of wigs worn by all and sundry, most looking as of made from polyester and looking through the credits I spotted "extra hair" which might explain how some of the cast were sporting what might have been merkins as these days everyone seems to want to look prepubescent and shaves their genital areas. If you like 70s style racy films, it's for you.

With the film starting off with the narrator stating it's the year 1972 and we are introduced to our protagonist, writer/director/star Anna Biller, reading the book in the bathtub "Decorating with Crochet," we have the perfect campy 70s set up for this modern feminist take on the 70s sexual revolution. I'm obsessed with writer/director Anna Biller's film THE LOVE WITCH, which had a 1960s Technicolor aesthetic that blew me away, as well as cleverly turning sexist gender norms of the time on their head, so I finally got around to seeing her first film, VIVA. In this film, Biller herself plays an ordinary 1970s housewife who has something of an awakening during that era's sexual revolution. However, she pretty much experiences the worst aspects of the revolution (sexist swinging, orgies, nudist camps, prostitution, drugging, assault, etc.). The hippie nudist colony episode was probably my favorite, with its hilarious stupid hippie love song (it was very "Saturday Market" community stage). Thematically, Biller beat Gretta Gerwig's BARBIE by about 15 years when it comes to humorously challenging the patriarchy in a campy manner (though I suppose Aristohanies did it first with Lysistratain in ancient Greece). While VIVA has a light tone, it's a pretty dark story. One thing Biller does that Gerwig did not is mock the "male gaze," which she does to a tee. Biller said she based several of the scenes on Playboy cartoons, which is a brilliant way to capture the era's media objectification of women. Biller compared her character to Voltaire's Candidate, an innocent with an inappropriately positive outlook toward a very bad world. VIVA is purposefully presented, acted, and shot in an overly mannered fashion that will either click for audiences or not. It's going to either annoy or delight viewers, but I found the purposefully campy acting and dialogue hilarious, along with the cheesy wigs, sets, and outfits (which were actually pretty spot on). The soundtrack borrows heavily from Italian film soundtracks of the 60s and 70s and works fantastically well. I've been listening to a Spotify playlist for this movie for a while now. VIVA reminded me of John Waters' films. Waters's low-budget campy representations of the 1950s and 60s are very similar to Biller's low-budget campy representation of the early 70s. Waters and Biller's campy acting and dialogue are also quite similar. For a low-budget film, the photography is quite good. The colors pop in a bright, lively way, like it's an episode of THE MONKEES. Impressively, not only did Biller write, direct, and star in the film, but she's pretty much a one-woman show, also doing the music, production design, editing, costumes, animation, and producing the film. My only complaint is the lack of a strong narrative throughline, with Biller's character simply moving from one awful event to the next, and at two hours, it would have been a stronger film if it had been tightened up. Still, VIVA is a smart and hilarious critique of the patriarchy, even when the woke 70s men think they're being progressive.

Never before has a modern film so perfectly succeeded in capturing the look, style and feel of the 70's Sexploitation classics. Anna Biller's "Viva" is an explosion of color, humor and schlock done to the nines, besting attempts made by far bigger-budgeted flicks like "Austin Powers" and "Grindhouse" in truly recreating a bygone era. It's a true skin-comedy epic that delivers everything the gorgeous promotional art promises, and will no doubt become a cult classic among those with a true affinity for well-done homage. I watched this with some friends and there were times when we had to actually stop the DVD because we were laughing so hard! The prostitution and nudist camp scenes are simply unbelievable. Highly recommended.

If you are going to watch only one Anna Biller film, then I'd unreservedly recommend that instead of this. (Quite apart from anything else, Samantha Robinson is a proper and impressive actress - sadly something mainly absent here.)

Viva does however have its own kitsch charm - but if you are going to parody bad acting then it helps to look like it's deliberate. Here, the dialogue is mostly awful and delivered poorly, although there are some inventive moments such as the animation sequence, and the plot does sort-of hang together.

If you're an AB completist then you'll have seen this already, but even if not it's worth a look to see how she developed her style.

The demented genius behind A VISIT FROM THE INCUBUS strikes again. Seriously, though, what is VIVA? Caught this about seven months ago and am still trying to take it all in. I loved this film because I never knew what was going to happen next, despite it following the model of '60's/'70's sexploitation films pretty closely. The first few minutes are simply exhilarating. A young housewife leafs through a skin mag in her bathtub, gets herself ready for the outside world, and blasts off in some bad-ass muscle car, just as the wonderful piece of vintage loungecore music on the soundtrack reaches a crescendo. (At least that's how I remember it.) Sublime; I'm at a loss to think of a better opening scene. (TOUCH OF EVIL, studio cut, perhaps? It's too close to call.) Then we settle in for the long haul. The housewife is hanging out with her friends, a married couple. Things get inappropriate. How far will it go? Exactly what kind of a movie is this? That's really the question that VIVA dares the viewer to answer. I'm still not sure. Satire or pornography? Happily, the answer is yes.

The film is two hours. That would be hard to justify if it were just a slavish imitation of vintage softcore porn. Or just a spoof of same. Instead, it's almost a suspense film. How long has it been since an American film had me wondering who among the cast was going to disrobe? Who was going to disrobe NEXT? Who will have sex next? Will it even be consensual?! All those people constantly cruising each other. Predatory. With the color-soaked visual panache of Radley Metzger in Eastmancolor, but with a storyline from a Joe Sarno film where everyone thinks and talks about sex all the time, has weird, anonymous, masked sex all the time, and never enjoys it. Almost exactly like the adult world seemed to me in 1972. Plus deadly serious feminist self-reflexivity for the unwashed masses and nude dancers with their wieners bobbing hilariously for intellectuals like myself, courtesy of a nudist camp scene that is exactly like Blake Edwards WOULD have done it in A SHOT IN THE DARK, if Hollywood censorship had already relaxed, and he was on angel dust. And all the while, the deliciously arch Jared Sanford does his best to act dozens of naked people off the screen. Two hours was barely enough. Bring on the 70mm IMAX release, the three-disc DVD special edition with the signed and numbered lithographs, and the "Vote for Viva" t-shirts in every trendy mall novelty store.