Secretary
There are certain occasions where
I run across the movie that I probably shouldn’t like, but do anyway, and
can’t really clearly elaborate as to why.
Secretary is such a flick. Of course, there’s no reason I shouldn’t be attracted to
a movie about two people finding love despite their tendencies towards
sadomasochism, now is there? I
mean, doesn’t everyone find entertainment these days in the sickness and
depravity of others? How else do
you explain Monica Lewinsky hosting a show on Fox these days?
Anyway, if such a premise tickles your fancy, read on.
Maggie Gyllenhaal (a young woman
whom I believe will be a big star in the not-too-distant future) plays Lee
Holloway, freshly released from a mental institution. It seems that going through childhood and puberty in a home
with an abusive, alcoholic father and a meek, submissive, over-protective mother
have left Lee with a thing for self-mutilation. She returns to the home where all of these problems started
to find that nothing has really changed, so she resorts to her old methods of
dealing with them. Somewhere down
deep, however, she wants to rise above all of this, so she takes typing classes
and goes out looking for the first job of her life. She finds it as a secretary for E. Edward Grey (James
Spader), a lawyer who goes through so many secretaries that he has a permanent
“Secretary Wanted” sign hanging from his shingle outside his door.
Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve
always thought James Spader has the type of face that looks like it’s
persistently up to some sort of no good, so when Lee sees that face when she
applies for the job, I knew something interesting was coming soon. I was right, as Mr. Grey has a few hang-ups of his own.
We’re shown a few episodes that demonstrate how Mr. Grey’s hang-ups
have perhaps caused problems with clients and former lovers, insinuating that
maybe he’s just as screwed up, if not more so, than Lee.
For starters, he takes the term “anal-retentive” to new heights, as
his obsession for red markers and Luddite philosophy towards modern office
technology demonstrate. His
degrading commands of Lee don’t seem to faze her, and his amazement at her
lack of self-esteem leads him to ratchet up the level of humiliation in his
orders, as if searching for her breaking point.
When he finally forces her to read a poorly-typed letter while he spanks
her, Lee reaches a sort of crest in her search for a different direction in
life.
An old high school boyfriend
(Jeremy Davies) pursues Lee, seeking a more traditional relationship, but Lee
finds herself less and less interested in such a thing.
She grows more and more bored when they are together, and her attempt to
spice up their sex life to her satisfaction is almost hilarious.
She begins searching for ways to displease Mr. Grey in an attempt to earn
more of his attention. Perhaps such
attention is so firm and direct and so different from that of therapists and
counselors and wussy parents that it fills a need of hers that’s never been
addressed before. He commands her
to stop wounding herself, and she obeys. Whatever
the case may be, the relationship these two people have brings positive changes
to Lee.
Secretary
doesn’t offer any moral judgment on sadomasochism, and that may or may not be
a good thing. What it does do is
show that Lee and Mr. Grey both have problems and both are searching for a way
to fit those problems into something akin to a normal existence. Movies featuring kinky sex or deviant sexual acts generally
force the audience in one of two directions: either we’re to snicker at the
absurdity of the visuals or we’re to be nauseated at the degradation the
participants inflict upon one another. Secretary
does a fine job of falling somewhere in between. Gyllenhaal’s performance is perfect in that we’re always
aware that Lee is striving for a peace of mind she’s never known.
Her attraction to such behavior may or may not be morally wrong, but it
does keep her from inflicting harm upon herself and leads her to positive
changes. Her willing submission to
Mr. Grey’s domination is not a worsening of her problems; it’s an
accommodation of them. Their
relationship gives Lee the strength to begin making decisions for herself,
relate to her mother on a more mature level and provide stronger support to her
father.
As I was saying earlier, it’s
difficult to explain why I thought this movie was pretty good.
I certainly don’t endorse its message, but I can’t deny that it
conveyed that message effectively and entertainingly.
Shoot, maybe I should give The Bachelor another try.
Then again, I’m not that interested in other people’s
depravity…
Larry Smoak
April 18, 2003
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