This is a story about a sociopath finding his own solution to a problem
he had no chance of solving on his own. The story is a glimpse into
obsession overtaking unreasonable intentions. And the absurdity plays
out through a single event – when Dick meets Jack.
The movie
opens with a chance encounter at a rest stop along a little-used stretch
of Interstate. Dick is a farmer, and loves working with soil. Jack is a
military man, traveling home from a formal event. We soon learn, the
“chance” part in their encounter is mostly Jack’s, and that
self-fulfilled fantasy is what Dick seems to thrive on. The encounter
quickly turns ugly, and Jack receives an extraordinary rendition.
Against a backdrop of absurd and disorienting shifts in sonic and visual
imagery, Jack is beaten, forcefully abducted and taken to Dick’s
secluded farmhouse.
Dick has another obsession. He loves to dress
up as a bunny. He enjoys the irony expressed during the confrontation
and capture, and the sweet and sexually-ridiculous “cute” that is part
of his sense of “doing the world a service.”
And Dick likes to
grow things. He loves the feel of soil. He finds his own world when
planting, and tends to sow more than he reaps. But this inner-space he
finds is often broken by a harsh awakening into the other world he
inhabits. Here he lives in the realities of hiding from an outside world
he no longer trusts and, as he’s fully aware, shouldn’t trust him. But
Dick has learned to disregard and overrule any connection to his
conscience. When conscience inconveniently enters in, the voice that
reaches him is always, in the end, cast-off and ignored.
On this
night, while doing some planting, Dick is thrown back unusually hard
into his other reality. And here, we discover the fate of Jack. He’s
been “planted” waist deep, and deep-shackled beneath rich, fertile soil –
the only kind of soil Dick can tolerate. As Dick struggles to regain
his senses, he immediately seizes the moment to confront Jack, and put
him through the paces from where things had left off. In his battered
state, Jack has been forced to memorize and recite a piece of bad French
poetry, written by Dick himself. But the words, never understood by
Jack, are well designed, and effective in breaking down his will. Dick
has finally got him!
As Jack continues on, the greater scene
begins to reveal his recital more as a ritual, undertaken by those
abducted before him. We find that he’s become the latest addition to a
miserable, yet well-tended, garden of implants – all of them authority
figures in some form, and each laden with live and flowering plants. All
have been costumed-out as Dick’s sexually-idealized vignette. This is
where Dick’s sense of justice, humor, and his younger days of gay
clubbing all meet. He’s teaching them how the world needs to change.
He’s showing them where they went wrong along the way.
As the
story winds down, it winds up, and the edgy peculiarity and visceral
aesthetic find its way to a far more colorful and festive setting. We
now know that Dick has been doing this for a long time. And though he
hangs on to a shadow-image of his original intent, he now does it for
himself, and his well-developed fantasies and obsessions. Dick enjoys
donning his bunny suit and celebrating as master of his world. And his
lovely, flowering implants are willing to celebrate with him.
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