Stunt Double
The Farm
Studio Underground
Perth Festival
Reviewed by Wolfgang von Flügelhorn
The 1970s are often celebrated as a golden age of liberation and progress in Australia; the Whitlam era in particular is viewed as a time when the nation came of age. However, there’s also a darker side to the 70s, as the underlying power-dynamics of capitalism and sexism (not to mention racism) remained fundamentally intact, especially in the entertainment industry. Low-paid workers, women and people of colour were exploited; producers, directors and stars abused their power.
These contradictions are explored in Stunt Double, the latest offering from The Farm, a collaborative dance theatre/contemporary performance company based on the Gold Coast. Core members Gavin Webber (writer, performer), Grayson Millwood (performer), Kate Harman (performer) and Chloe Ogilvy (lighting designer) developed the show in conversation with stunt performers about their experiences working in the film industry.
The loose narrative framework is set on the shoot of a 70s Ozploitation film called Don’t Wake The Dark (in obvious allusion to Wake In Fright, which arguably launched the genre). Patrick Paterson (Webber) is a safari-suited action-hero past his prime; sharing the screen with him (and barely tolerating his off-screen advances) is emerging star Maureen O’Sullivan (Harman). Meanwhile their stunt-doubles (David Carberry and Alex Kay) do most of the work in the shooting of the action sequences – although Paterson and O’Sullivan become increasingly competitive with them, insist on doing more and more of their own stunts, and eventually become locked in rivalry with their counterparts.
Other characters include the film’s manipulative director (Millwood – though on the night I saw the show his role was played by Matt Cornell); an eager-beaver cameraman who is also the show’s announcer (a role normally played by Cornell, who on this occasion was replaced by Nathan Kell); and an exasperated Assistant Director (Ngoc Phan) doing her best to keep things on-schedule. The roles of other crew members and extras are played by pre-selected audience volunteers, who are given instructions by the AD during the show, which adds an extra layer of comedy and spontaneity, as well as underlining (and to some extent subverting) the hierarchies typically operative during a film-shoot.
The ‘on-set’ scenes are wildly entertaining and have an appropriately B-movie feel. A fight-sequence in an outback pub (with the audience volunteers as extras) involves elaborate stunts and mid-shot substitutions between Paterson and his double; an attack on a group of picnickers by a pack of mutant dingoes (all played by the audience volunteers) leads to one of the dingoes (played by Paterson’s double) mauling O’Sullivan’s character before being viciously beaten to death by Paterson with a cricket bat.
Other scenes use a more abstract contemporary-dance movement vocabulary (with perhaps an over-reliance on slow motion and mirroring), and have a more surreal quality reminiscent of David Lynch (in particular Twin Peaks and Mulholland Drive) – a resemblance heightened by Ogilvie’s noirish lighting and ominous music by sound designer and composer Luke Smiles (in contrast with the bright film lights, adrenaline-fuelled Oz rock classics and exaggerated sound effects that accompany the fight-sequences). This layer of the show explores the psychological aspect of doubling and doppelgängers (most famously analysed by Freud in his essay on ‘The Uncanny’); a haunting sequence involves multiple reduplications of O’Sullivan and her double by audience volunteers wearing similar red dresses and wigs.
The two layers of the show merge in a nightmarish and thrilling climactic action-sequence (recalling Tarantino’s Death Proof and the road/slasher-movies that inspired it) that involves the AD and O’Sullivan (or was it her double?) in a stripped-back car driving headlong through the desert (a theatrical/cinematic illusion created by the lighting and sound design), while the rest of cast (all wearing safari suits) hurl themselves at the vehicle and attack the driver and passenger. This sequence culminates in a shocking and spectacularly staged ‘accidental’ death on-set, which is effectively ‘covered up’ by an abruptly descending red curtain; after an Awards ceremony in front of the curtain in which the movie wins Best Film (with of course no mention of the stunt performers), the death-tableau is re-revealed by a final Kabuki drop.
With a crazed glint in his eye, Webber shines (if that’s the right word) as the grotesque Paterson, a role requiring star-charisma, clowning and dance/movement skills in equal measure. Tyler Hill’s generic costumes and minimalist interactive film-set design (based on original scenography by Zoe Atkinson) do their job effectively; sporadic video snippets from a cringingly awkward post-production interview with Paterson, O’Sullivan and the film director reveal in close-up the power dynamics and tensions we witness emerging on-set.
Stunt Double isn’t simply a celebration or spoof of the Ozploitation genre (though it’s undeniably both of those things), but a Swiftian satire on the entertainment industry and the dark truths that are normally concealed behind the curtain of celebrity and glamour. It also shines a light on the (mostly uncredited) work of stunt-performers, and the level of exploitation and risk that (like most low-wage workers and women in the industry) they’re forced to endure. And finally, it points to the enduring contradictions and unfulfilled promises of the 1970s that still haunt us today.
*
Wolfgang von Flügelhorn is a writer and critic based in Perth, Western Australia, with a special interest in doubles and doppelgängers. He was born and raised in Flügelhorn, a small town in Upper Austria. After finishing his undergraduate studies at the University of Lower Flügelhorn he completed his doctoral thesis at Cambridge on the later Wittgenstein and the phenomenology of language games (Der später Wittgenstein und die Phänomenologie den Sprachspielen, unpublished) under the supervision of Wittgenstein’s literary executor Elizabeth Anscombe, whose famous paper ‘The First Person’ argues that the pronoun ‘I’ does not refer to anything. On returning to Austria he became the lead vocalist and flugelhorn player in Viennese prog-rock band The Flaming Squirrels (Die Flammende Eichhörnchen). He left Austria and went into voluntary exile in 2000 after the formation of the far-right coalition federal government, vowing never to return.
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