Can I Gab About: Her Private Hell
The discussion around this film has probably come and gone in the time it took me to write this (my laptop crapped out on me mid-sentence and took a week to fix! seriously!!) but I can't stop thinking about it.
Cross-posted to substack.
Her Private Hell is by far the most interesting (although not the most well-crafted nor well-written) film Iâve watched so far this year. NWRâs new piece is ripe with symbolism and visual metaphor. While it seems to tick a lot of âfilm-girlâ classic boxes, the movie was generally received quite negatively. Itâs not difficult to imagine whyâHer Private Hell deals in some challenging subjects, and fails to approach them with much sensitivity. Itâs far from a quiet meditation on the emotional effects of abuse. Still, having come back for a second and now third rewatch, I find that if one is willing to walk with the film to its pier, it has quite a lot to dissect in the way of symbolism.
Private Kay, Jonny Thunders, and the Leathermen
Although the relationship between Elle and her father is never made overtly incestuous, Johnny Thundersâ emotional abuses originate from the same place that causes him to threaten acts of horrific violence, that causes Leatherman to slaughter girls, and that causes Private K to go on Rambo-style killing sprees in the name of his missing daughter. Private K and the Leatherman, the savior of girls and the slaughterer of girls, are two sides to the same entity. The âLeathermenâ in the filmâthe monster himself, Private K, Johnny Thunders, the sĂŠducteur Nicoâpromise suffering and death upon anyone who dares violate âtheirâ women. To a man who would âturn the seas red with bloodâ for his woman, a man who would kill anyone to keep safe his woman, the only end is to kill the woman, too. The monster in Her Private Hell cannot even remember the daughter he is avenging until the mist returns, empowering him to penetrate and violate the young girls he sees as alike to âhisâ woman. Aimless violence disguised as love and care, a reduction of the daughter to mere dolls to be molded, shaped into a reflection of oneself, and kept safe in a tower. Failure to protect the masculine âpropertyâ is a failure of masculinity itself. As Private K is emasculated and humiliated, beaten and literally belt-whipped by men much less fit and attractive than himself, his hyper-masculine appearance becomes even more extruded and grotesque, as if compensating. He walks into a room where a young woman has already castrated her would-be-assaulter, and looks at himself in the castrated man. Following his failures, he returns with newfound shame to the girl-doll store, where he must confront these darker aspects of himself. It is only by rejecting the idea of a girl as a plastic object that he can confront himself in the leatherman and reunite with his daughter as she is.
Elle
When the Kingmakers offer Elle the leather gloves at the end of the film, they are offering her solace in the same violent male identity. Elle, textually, is a parallel of Kâs insecure masculinity. Her relationship to men is fairly Freudianâshe seeks to embody her own father, and is violently disgusted by women close to him. Donning Kâs leather jacket allows her to retreat into a masculine role, while her relationships with both Dominique and Nico force her into a more feminine role. Her unreciprocated desire to (ironically) dominate Dominique is shifted onto Nicoâif she cannot have Dominique, she can at least possess that which she wants.
During Nicoâs âuniform nightâ, a literal representation of the performance of a role, Elle is illuminated by dramatic lighting strobing pink and blue, each both obscuring and revealing. Her moments of submission or subservience are compensated for with products and symbols of masculinity. A pin-up lighter, a hatchet, a leather jacket: shields to outwardly perform oneâs power. She performs the feminine role with the same superficiality, with collars and makeup and being dressed up like a doll. At the end of each night she âremoves her faceâ, peeling back the roles obscuring her own lack of identity or direction. The adoption of a gender identity protects the lack of a self. When Dominique exposes this truth, Elle breaks down and regresses to violence, seemingly the only language she knows as âherselfâ beyond the performance. Her ultimate fate is to become alike to her father and the other Leathermen, seeking refuge in his/her gender to the end of oneself.
Hunter
Unlike the monsterâs other victims, Hunter seems to feel no fear in the hands of the monster.. She is initially presented as the designated ingenue of the three leads, but she is subtly more worldly than her own archetype. She describes herself as âa victim of the mistâ. She is the first to familiarize herself with the monsterâs lore. She appears to take great pleasure in violence and danger. Hunter, right down to her name, is a subversion of the innocent virgin who is desecrated by male violence. The effectiveness of this subversion is questionable, as Hunterâs ultimate fate is little more interesting than a slasher splatter-cut, but her presence as a foil makes Elle and Kâs brooding insecurity more interesting and less exhausting.
The Kingmakers
Within the mythos as described by Hunter, the Kingmakers are a pair of women who both create and destroy the Leatherman. They are portrayed in the film as âMs. Tâ and âMs. Kâ, but Hunter claims they can take any shape. The Kingmakers are a stand-in for the feminine mystique. Theyâthe mothers, nurturers, and protectorsâ are the pillars supporting the patriarchal system the Leatherman represents and are complicit in his violence. Their inclusion is fairly problematic, especially by modern standards. The shapes they take in the film refer to orientalist stereotypes of the mysterious and wise asian woman, spouting poetic advice before disappearing out of the plot. The two are less their own characters and more a vehicle to point the protagonists in the right (or wrong) directions. Problematics aside, the movieâs presentation of a westernized ideal of Asia allows for some interesting (if unintentional) commentary. Racist stereotypes of Japanese male and female identities are quite effective caricatures of gender roles within the language of the film. Private K faces the prize-bride and the honorable samurai, in sequences so grotesque in their adhesion to tropes it borders on absurdism. The camera lingers on one of the damseled woman Kay is defending, impassive. To her, the savior Kay and the evil traffickers are one manâall the same, sheâs collared.










