The cinematic equivalent of scabies ... and I mean that as a compliment.
Scarlet Diva (2000)
Runtime: 1 hr 31 mins
Synopsis: The debut film effort from celebrity horror director Dario Argento's daughter, Asia Argento, SCARLET DIVA is a rambunctious, egocentric vanity project shot on digital video. The sassy and erotic Argento conjures a meandering and brashly compelling world of violence, sex, drugs, and rock... The debut film effort from celebrity horror director Dario Argento's daughter, Asia Argento, SCARLET DIVA is a rambunctious, egocentric vanity project shot on digital video. The sassy and erotic Argento conjures a meandering and brashly compelling world of violence, sex, drugs, and rock and roll, with herself at the center playing an alter ego, Anna Battista. Following Battista, a celebrated and debauched actress, through her breakneck adventures, the crisply photographed film evokes the fast cut style of music videos. As the wildly inventive plot veers towards the fantastical, Argento shines as the hard living Battista who withstands myriad sexual liaisons, pesky adoration from fans and award ceremonies, lecherous producers and the heartbreak of being abandoned by a drug addicted rock star whose baby she is carrying. The futuristic urban soap opera inventively melds satire, melodrama, and fantasy film to create a highly personal and visionary narrative that reflects the disintegrating boundaries of media and morals heralded by the arrival of the 21st Century. [More]
Genre: Foreign Films
Starring: Asia Argento, Joe Coleman, Jean Shepherd, Herbert Fritsch, Francesca D'Aloja
Screenwriter: Asia Argento
Producer: Dario Argento, Claudio Argento
Composer: John Hughes
DVD Info
Release:
Dec 2, 2005
DVD Features:
- Region [unknown]
- Keep Case
Additional Release Material:
- Interview - 1. Asia Argento - Director/Star
- Commentary - 1. Asia Argento - Director/Star
- Original Theatrical Trailer
Text/Photo Galleries:
- Liner Notes
- Photo Gallery
Reviews
Everyone I know who owns a camcorder has made a self-confessional, semi-autobiographical piece of videotaped wankery, but Asia Argento does it better than all of them.
Amid the shock and curiosity factors, the film is just a corny examination of a young actress trying to find her way.
Argento, at only 26, brings a youthful, out-to-change-the-world aggressiveness to the project, as if she's cut open a vein and bled the raw film stock.
It's difficult to discern if this is a crazy work of disturbed genius or merely 90 minutes of post-adolescent Electra rebellion.
A clutchy, indulgent and pretentious travelogue and diatribe against... well, just stuff. Watching Scarlet Diva, one is poised for titillation, raw insight or both. Instead, we just get messy anger, a movie as personal therapy.
As original and insightful as last week's episode of Behind the Music.
It's a demented kitsch mess (although the smeary digital video does match the muddled narrative), but it's savvy about celebrity and has more guts and energy than much of what will open this year.
As home movie gone haywire, it's pretty enjoyable, but as sexual manifesto, I'd rather listen to old Tori Amos records.
This is such a dazzlingly self-assured directorial debut that it’s hard to know what to praise first.
...may work as an addictive guilty pleasure but the material never overcomes its questionable satirical ambivalence. This Scarlet's letter is A...as in aimless, arduous, and arbitrary.
The film, while not exactly assured in its execution, is notable for its sheer audacity and openness.
Scarlet Diva has a voyeuristic tug, but all in all it's a lot less sensational than it wants to be.
This is an egotistical endeavor from the daughter of horror director Dario Argento (a producer here), but her raw performance and utter fearlessness make it strangely magnetic.
Beneath the film's obvious determination to shock at any cost lies considerable skill and determination, backed by sheer nerve.
"Argento splatters her colorful life on the screen like an adolescent's diary, trusting others to sort through the fascinating mess."
It is, by conventional standards, a fairly terrible movie ... but it is also weirdly fascinating, a ready-made Eurotrash cult object. It is also, at times, curiously moving.
When twentysomething hotsies make movies about their lives, hard-driving narcissism is a given, but what a world we'd live in if Argento's Hollywood counterparts ... had this much imagination and nerve.


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