The Deep is just an action–adventure film. There are violent criminal villains, to be sure, but The Deep doesn't have any of the existential philosophy or stare-into-the-abyss poignancy of a more serious-minded film. And I don't say that as an insult in the least. This movie is an action movie, and it does its generic work fairly well. Nick Nolte is sexy and fun, and Jacqueline Bissett is more sexy and more fun. There's a terrifying moray eel, a great shark scene, and at least one really good fight sequence. I had a good time.
It is also worth discussing the two rapes in this film. There are two sequences in The Deep that are filmed like rapes, and I think one of them is worth analyzing. Neither of them is a rape per se, but they both use the filmic language of rape (I analyze this language in my book The Violate Man, which, maybe will be published at some point, who knows – that's another story).
The problem with all of this is that we have already seen Jacqueline Bissett's breasts. They are, in fact, a showcase of the film's very long, silent, underwater opening sequence. We see them clearly through the tight white t-shirt she wears as she swims in the deep. (There was even a poster that featured them! I refuse to link it here, but you're free to Google it.) It's a stunningly sexy moment of near-nudity with which to open the movie, and it was one of the film's notable features upon its release. Producer Peter Guber has said that "that white t-shirt made me a rich man". What I think is interesting here is the way that the film actively frames the baring of breasts as an act of rape – and The Deep's citation of Deliverance makes that intention quite clear – in the context of a black man forcing this white woman to bare her breasts, while in the same film, the same actress bares her breasts for the audience, and this is understood as sexy, as titillation, and most importantly as non-violent. Now, of course, within the context of the movie itself, Bissett's character doesn't know she's being watched in the first sequence and is being treated violently in the second sequence, so all of this is understandable. But in the context of the film's performance it works differently. The narrative functions to make the audience's witnessing of her bare breasts into an innocuous, pleasurable act, and then the narrative functions to avoid identification with the black man who forces Bissett to perform the exact same action. One of these is shown to us as a racialized act of rape; the other one – the one in which we take part – we don't even notice.
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