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The Theatrical Pleasures of Actual Cannibal Shia LaBeouf

10/26/2014

 
For a great exploration of the pleasures to be found in the theatrical performance of murder, I highly recommend the “live” version of songwriter Rob Cantor’s “Shia LaBeouf.”  The viral video (about 2 million views at this point) imagines the Transformers actor as an “actual cannibal” who spends a “normal Tuesday night” hunting down and eating human prey.  Here’s the clip:
By recreating his 2012 song as “live theatre,” Cantor delivers a delicious mash-up of high and low culture.  The low-brow and gory fun of the horror film is filtered through “serious” cultural forms—a string quartet clad in black, the Gay Men’s Chorus of Los Angeles in tuxedos—and the aesthetic clash is hilarious.  We also get rock musicians and Cantor himself delivering the deadpan spoken-word narrative while wearing a suit, so the performance has pop elements of hipster irony, too.  As it progresses, the video grows increasingly campy, incorporating interpretive dancers, bare-chested men in over-sized Shia LaBeouf masks, and aerial silk acrobats.  By the time glitter falls from the heavens, we’re firmly in the world of aesthetic overkill.

The very “artiness” of the performance makes it both ridiculous and pleasurable.  Cantor satirizes genre clichés (“Wait!  He isn’t dead!  Shia surprise!”) and highlights the incongruity between the exceedingly messy and corporeal obsessions of the horror film and the more refined and conceptual ambitions of capital-A Art.  (It’s also worth pointing out that the video acknowledges how art engages in the common slippage between the twinned taboos of sex and murder, with the murderous hunt eroticized by the dancers as a heterosexual pas de deux.)

But who is the audience for this performance?  Cantor addresses the story in the present tense to “you,” the victim on the run from Shia LaBeouf.  And “you” ultimately, despite having lost a leg in a bear trap, decapitate the homicidal superstar.  But when the performance is over, the video reveals that the show has been performed for an audience of one: not the victim, but the killer, Shia LaBeouf himself.  The address has shifted from the hunted to the hunter.

LaBeouf, alone in the audience and in formal evening wear, vigorously applauds the performance, but he also looks a little self-conscious and troubled.  In the conflicting emotions flashing across his face, I see the deep ambivalence that any audience member might experience in seeing him- or herself depicted as a killer.  It’s potentially thrilling to imagine oneself as an almost super-human villain, letting go of social repression and indulging in the taboo.  Once the houselights come back on, however, the super-ego represses those id-driven fantasies, and the killer must go back into hiding.  Witnessing himself in the mirror of artistic representation, LaBeouf seems both thrilled by and somewhat ashamed of his murderous self.

But for the length of the performance, it’s a pleasure to imagine Shia LaBeouf going for the kill.

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    Jordan Schildcrout is the author of Murder Most Queer

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