MIFF 2017
The Untamed: Bleak reality made otherworldly flesh

A picture may be worth a thousand words, but sometimes just a few of the latter can paint quite the evocative example of the former. For Mexican filmmaker Amat Escalante’s latest feature, five do the job — two in English, three in Spanish. In its English-language name, The Untamed speaks of forces that can’t be controlled. In its original Spanish guise, La región salvaje, it references a savage region. Instantly a picture emerges, as does a sensation. Judging a movie by its moniker is as ill-advised as judging a book by its cover; however this Mexican, Danish/French/German/Norwegian co-production’s two titles inspire images of wild lands, unrestrained entities refusing to hew to the world’s rules, and of feelings urges roaming free.
Thankfully, where The Untamed’s name walks, its contents follow. Making his fourth feature — and his first since winning best director at Cannes with 2013’s Heli — Escalante delivers on his titular promise and then some in a swirl of rich visuals and tension-needling audio. His film is a science-fiction journey complete with an extra-terrestrial creature, a social realist drama about the insidious destruction bubbling within humanity, and an erotic exploration of giving into one’s primal needs, all combined. Indeed, the movie provides another example of its moniker in action; nothing about it agrees to fit neatly within established boundaries or meekly chart existing terrain.
Encountering something otherworldly

Escalante doesn’t hide the being at The Untamed’s centre. In fact, exposing its tentacled mass and its literally penetrating relationship with its human partners gives the film quite the memorable opening. Still, spying its fleshy presence early doesn’t necessarily indicate what is to come; a traditional body horror effort, this isn’t. Nor do Verónica’s recruiting efforts signify the film’s focus on thrusting the unaware into an unforgiving realm; Under the Skin, this isn’t either, though it shares similarities. Other characters will indulge in carnal activities with the alien figure in its woodland cabin, but much of the running time is concerned with happenings much more usual.
Untamed savagery lurking in ordinary life

Accordingly, here is a film that sees violence and desire dressed up in several costumes, and knows that much and little lurk between their various extremes. Sometimes, they’re visceral and unpredictably alluring like a mountain of organic protrusions lurking in the woods; sometimes, they’re bleakly and brutally engrained into the everyday, oozing to the surface in heated arguments and unromantic lovemaking. One can both offer solace from and prove analogous to the other, just as being physically or emotionally possessed can prove a manifestation of deep-seeded fears as much as external forces. That The Untamed isn’t just drawing parallels within its characters’ interpersonal connections, but with contemporary Mexican society as well, is always apparent — and another example of the movie’s surging beyond its expected bounds.