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June 26, 2009

One of Us?

Jackson Michael Jackson was a freak before he was a freak – just one of the things I learned while watching the extras on the Freaks DVD tonight. Aside from some of his early Motown stuff, I’ve never been a MJ fan, but it’s impossible not to have the death of the King of Pop on the brain. So I looked over ye olde DVD shelf tonight to see if there was something related to his passing that I wanted to write about. Hmmm…what jumped to mind? In My Skin? Eyes Without a Face? Fiend Without a Face? Uhhh…

OK, clearly the first thing that springs to when I think about Michael Jackson is his “deviations” and not his pop stardom. Most of us think feel the same way, I’d venture to say, as the guy’s weirdness – physical, behavioural and, well, fashion-wise – overshadowed his music stardom long ago. “Wacko Jacko” was a self-made freak. So, the obvious choice was to re-watch Tod Browning’s 1932 film Freaks.

Browning, who is best know for making the original Bela Lugosi Dracula, destroyed his career with the film, which shocked and upset audiences and censors greatly at the time because of its use and portrayal of actual circus “freaks.” It tells the story of a traveling sideshow, in which one of the midgets, Hans (Harry Earles), is duped by a non-freak trapeze artist Cleo (Olga Baclanova), who marries him for his money, with the plan to poison him and take his inherited fortune. What makes the film so affecting and unmatched to this day is its use of actual circus freaks: a bearded lady, half-man (the renowned Johnny Eck), the pinheads, a human torso, conjoined twins, etc., etc., etc.

Browning paraded dozens of performers in front of the camera, both exploiting them and humanizing them, while telling a story full of uncomfortable ideas, perhaps best exemplified by the banquet scene where the freaks chant “One of us, one of us!” to Cleo – who has just married the child-sized man – while she looks on in horror.

The story behind the film is just as fascinating as the movie itself, and the disc includes a documentary that’s about as long as this short feature (just over an hour), called Freaks: The Sideshow Cinema. It includes interviews with several actual sideshow performers, historians and film expert David Skal, who has written several books and appeared on the extras of several DVDs of the genre classics variety.

One of the points made on the documentary is that “freak” isn’t necessarily a negative term. Indeed, one of the dictionary definitions of “freak” is “any abnormal phenomenon or product or unusual object; anomaly; aberration.” It’s pointed out on the doc that this applies to not only someone with a physical deformity or abnormality, but anyone who stands out from the norm – for being exceptionally attractive, or even talented. Long before Michael Jackson altered his physical appearance, he was a freak of exceptional performing abilities. The sometimes used slang “freakishly talented” would certainly apply.

Freaks poster Skal mentions in The Sideshow Cinema that a self-styled freak is a “gaft-freak” (I’m not sure if this is the correct spelling; I was unable to find the term online – anyone know?). Of course, self-styled freaks, if you want to use the term, are everywhere these days, with tattoos, piercings, implants and other surgeries. As far as freakshows go, they’ve either morphed into counter-culture extravaganzas, such as The Jim Rose Circus and its brethren, or have pretty much died out, as the line between “freak” and “normal” is less clear than ever, and we live in a culture of increasing acceptance and political correctness.

Jackson, however, was the both the world’s most famous freak and one that managed to be truly disturbing, because he wasn’t trying to be a freak (seemingly) and his freakishness seemed to have a mental illness attached to it. I found that pictures of the guy were increasing uncomfortable to look at, as he’d whittled away his human features through what clearly some very irresponsible plastic surgery, and dressed in a way that dared you to sneak a peek at what was behind the scarf, hat and mirrored sunglasses. And, as I already mentioned, his behaviour – from the dangling babies, to the outrageous purchases, to the lifestyle (Neverland Ranch anyone?) to the child molestation allegations – only further removed his humanity, and made seem, if not freakish, downright monstrous.

For better and worse, Michael Jackson was truly a freak. Freaks, particularly the extras on the disc, illustrates the evolution of freaks and freakshows, offers food for thought on the meaning of the word, and made me realize that MJ – before he moonwalked off this mortal coil – was proof that the Freakshow simply got bigger, once it moved from the tent to the tabloid.

 

- Dave Alexander

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Dave Alexander is the Editor in Chief of Toronto-based Rue Morgue magazine, which specializes in “horror in culture and entertainment.” Originally from Edmonton, he holds a degree in Film and Media Studies from the University of Alberta, has made award-winning short films, worked as freelance writer for publications such as Spin and Maxim and currently programs a monthly movie night at T.O.’s Bloor Cinema. If you don’t love The Big Lebowski, he doesn’t want to be your friend.