Saltburn (2023)

There is much to love about Saltburn, like Emerald Fennell's previous feature, Promising Young Woman, this movie is glossy and bright, with witty barbs and humorous scenarios, but Saltburn is much better than PYW, primarily because it is having a lot more fun. Paradoxically – since Saltburn is about very, very wealthy people – this film is a good deal less smug than Fennell's first feature. Or rather, to be smug in Saltburn is to ask to be punished. The most smug person in the room is always Farleigh, and the film never, ever takes Farleigh's side.

I shouldn't spend a ton of time comparing Saltburn to PYW because it isn't really fair, but I will make one more point of comparison and then move on. One thing I loved about Saltburn is that it is always on the main character's side. We always follow Oliver, even when he's being very, very strange. This is not true of PYW, which often took the point of view of the men who were troubled by the main character's strange behavior. But Saltburn's central character is a very strange dude. In fact, the film begins with a question. Was I in love with him? Did I love him? It's a mystery the movie continues to play with. How does Oliver feel about Felix? Oliver does some truly baffling things, so much so that at times I was squealing and squirming in the theatre. Like oh my god the bathwater. And the cunnilingus. So much good, weird stuff. I loved every bit of this weirdness. But even when the camera watches Oliver watch Felix have sex with a girl in his dormitory, the camera is on Oliver's side. We watch with him. We never see Oliver from anyone else's perspective, except (very briefly) when Farleigh sees Oliver and Venetia from the window.

One of the great things about this tactic on Fennell's part is that Oliver himself remains a social mystery. How does everyone else feel about Oliver? It is actually very difficult to answer this question because the film doesn't care; Saltburn is interested in how Oliver feels about how everyone feels about Oliver, but the movie spends almost no time judging Oliver from the perspective of the family. Even when Ollie wears out his welcome with Sir James and we know that Sir James wants Oliver to leave, Saltburn doesn't take Sir James's side. We're on Ollie's side, stubbornly refusing to leave Saltburn until we get our payoff.

The next James Bond?

This movie is cast beautifully. Barry Keoghan is a perfect star. Carey Mulligan is pitch perfect in her small, weird, depressive part. Jacob Elordi is gorgeous (although to my mind slightly lacking in power – he's never, for example, quite as awesome as Jude Law in The Talented Mr. Ripley), and Richard E. Grant is an utter delight. But for me the real revelation is Rosamund Pike. She tears into this fucking role and is unstoppably funny. She's just truly genius and deserves an Oscar nomination for this part. The movie is not Oscar stuff, I don't think, so I am not sure she can score a nomination. I will beat this drum, though. She definitely deserves it.

The other intriguing thing about Saltburn is the way it sort of riffs off of Pasolini's very sexy 1968 film Teorema. Saltburn doesn't have the intriguing spiritual elements of Pasolini's movie, but Oliver does seem to have a kind of pansexual power over the people in the house, and this definitely made me think of the way Terence Stamp worked through every family member, seducing each one in turn. 

Anyway, Saltburn is wacky and weird and a ton of fun. For me, when I try to think about Oliver and who he is I think the film does a great job of moving away from him as a sort of symbol or icon. One might see Ollie as a kind of symbol of ancient necessity or something (the way Keoghan's part worked in The Killing of a Sacred Deer, for example), but Fennell's characters are surprisingly rich and complex here. Even the film's villains – Farleigh and Elspeth and Sir James and Felix and Venetia – are interesting and complicated; they're not easy symbols or shallow figures created to make a point. Everyone feels full and fascinating. My explanation for all of Ollie's behavior is not that he loved him, so much as, perhaps, he needed to consume these people like a sort of ancient cannibalism or vampirism (he says that he is a vampire, after all), in order that he might be able to become them. He's a Tom Ripley for 2023, sexy and lonely and completely insane. In any case, I had a great time.