If the MPAA slaps a movie with an NC17 rating, chances are any good storytelling, fascinating characters or other redeeming qualities of the film will be overshadowed by potty mouth press. Michael Fassbender’s private parts have definitely been the headline (enough said there), but I was struck by how this movie is really good, really raw and really well made. It skillfully showcases the issue of addiction, and for someone who does not suffer from addiction (unless you call running a movie club an addiction), it brought to light things I never imagined - so to speak. In Shame, addiction to sex is our protagonist’s problem, but it artfully depicts how addiction of any kind can consume someone to the point where they cannot function in most aspects of their lives. Some of us might find the idea of a sex addiction to be unfathomable, or even humorous (cue David Duchovny), but Shame shows us that sex addiction - like any addiction - can be a reality. Don’t look for any reasons or solutions or tidy fixes; kind of like life, really. This movie gives the viewer a chance to peek into the day in the life of an addict - what he goes through, the excuses he makes, the SHAME he feels, the lengths he will go to in order to submit to the hunger. The accolades praised on Fassbender for the role are deserved; he gives a compelling performance of an emotionally detached individual who is consumed by this addiction. Keep an eye for Carey Mulligan’s supporting role as the sister of the addict as well. This movie is NOT for everyone, especially if you do not want to see some compromising sexual scenes. The movie’s NC17 rating is deserved due to the graphic nature; if you are okay witnessing those scenes, watch this for the raw emotion and be left feeling grateful that you can control your addiction, whatever that may be.
Rating: B+