

What happens when you wrap a white girl's story in brown girl's
drapes? You get Allison Anders's Mi Vida Loca. I must admit, this film has
been difficult for me to review. Difficult because its gender politics are
great, because it's the best mainstream film on Chicano gangs. Difficult
because of Mi Vida Loca's verisimilitude, its attention to the details of
everyday life, and its faithful rendition of the style, stance, posture,
gestures, mannerisms, and speech of so many Pachucas-Cholas-Homegirls Ihave known throughout the years. Difficult also because the aspect I am
celebrating, its daring and gritty realism, is so partial in its one-sided
vision of 'la vida loca' (the crazy life, in gang parlance) or what I
prefer to call 'la vida dura' (the hard life). Indeed, the film is a
splendid contradiction.
Mi Vida Loca has the burden of being the first commercial film about
girl gangs as well as the first mainstream film about Chicanas. I say
'burden' because a great deal is at stake when a cultural production is
the first of its kind. Is it representative? It is realistic? Does it
reproduce stereotypes? Is it commercially lucrative? In the film industry,
a 'first of its kind' film can either open the door to more
representations or shut it for years to come. And a great deal more is
also at stake in this 'first of a kind' film because its director is
white, while her subject matter is not.
In principle, I don't have a problem with whites making films about
Chicanas. Indeed, Salt of the Earth, made by a white director, Herbert
Biberman, is still the best feature film to date about Chicanas and
Chicanos. The reason for this is that the makers of Salt of the Earth did
what any responsible person making films about 'others' should do: they
went to the community's location and made every effort to see the world
through the eyes of Chicanas and Chicanos. To avoid being labeled a
tourist, a non-Chicano should attend to the nuances and particularities of
Chicano/a culture (as Biberman did); otherwise the film will lack cultural
sensibility and specificity. The very least I expect from conscientious
white film-makers is that they refrain from reproducing this country's
power relations of racial inequality, and that they portray Chicanas and
Chicanos as human beings who think and act. I would hope that white film-
makers work against the demonization and degradation of Chicanos and Chicanas in U.S. popular culture.
Mi Vida Loca is as much about Anders as it is about Chicana gangs.
She's a filmmaker who lets her own life experiences guide her narrative
choices. Her much acclaimed Gas Food Lodging, a film about a single mother
raising two teenage girls in a trailer park, is based on the filmmaker's
combative relationship with her mother as well as her own experience as a
single mother. Anders's idea for Mi Vida Loca came from ten years of
living around Chicana homegirls.
Mi Vida Loca tells the tale of girl gang members from Echo Park, L.A.
Focusing on ordinary Chicana homegirls with names like Blue Eyes, Giggles,
and Whisper, the film features three interlocking stories orchestrated
around the characters, Sad Girl and Mousie (Angel Aviles and Seidy Lopez).
The girls are lifelong friends whose friendship ends when they both end up
mothering babies by the same homeboy, Ernesto (Jacob Vargas). Mousie and
Sad Girl's fatal showdown at a barrio vacant lot has a surprise resolution
when Ernesto is gunned down by one of his despised customers, a white
female druggie.
From this point on, the central plot is concerned with relationships
among young women. This sisterhood saga unfolds as a story of the struggle
and survival of single teenage mothers in a barrio where boyfriends,
fathers, and husbands end up in prison or in the grave. These are fiercely
independent young women whose lives are marked by camaraderie, affection,
betrayal, and, most of all, female solidarity. Intersecting the main
storyline are two other subplots worth mentioning. The first features an
epistolary romance between La Blue Eyes and El Duran while he is in
prison. The second subplot revolves around Ernesto's obsession with a
lowrider truck and what happens to it after his death.
Mi Vida Loca offers viewers many of the familiar Hollywood images of
gangs -tattoos, graffiti, drive-bys, poor barrio homes, drug dealing, gang
rivalries, gang banging, and so on. But there are other aspects of Mi Vida
Loca that differ from the gangxploitation genre. In commercial films, gang
violence is so heavy-handed to the point of titillation that it has become
a staple of the gang genre. In these films, viewers will see a great deal
of macho bravado with the usual fare of violence between rival gangs or
between gangs and police. This on-screen violence is more often glamorized
and emptied of its tragic social and human consequences. To Anders's
credit, she refuses the cinematic strategy of glamorizing violence,
depicting instead gang violence off-screen. She does, however, show its
tragic human consequences.
In the social-realist tradition of Latin American Third Cinema, Anders mixes 'real' gang members into the film's cast. One of the main
characters, Whisper, is played by Nelida Lopez, an actual member of the
Echo Park Locas. Anders even followed the lead of one of her favorite
films, Salt of the Earth, by welcoming community gang members to comment
and advise her on the script. Their consultation dealt primarily with
questions of style, music, and speech. Whereas Salt of the Earth was
altered considerably because of community input, Anders merely made minor
changes to the script. In the original script, Anders had depicted members
of the same gang fighting over a lowrider truck. Responding to the
objection of her consultants, Anders changed the script to fighting
between rival gang members.
Formally, the film is shot in a style Anders calls "romantic
realism," where camera movement follows character's emotions. The film's
cinematographer, Rodrigo Garcia (son of novelist Gabriel Garcia Marquez) effectively mixes low angle close-ups with opalescent and luminous shots.
Into its episodic narrative structure, Anders weaves a tapestry of music,
death, and melancholy, attending meticulously to the stylistic nuances of
Chicano gang culture. Like Chicano cultural producers (Jose Montoya,
Edward James Olmos, Luis Valdez), Anders estheticizes a lifestyle which
has, for too long, been demonized by mainstream culture. In contrast to
her male counterparts, Anders focuses on a much ignored segment of Chicano
gang culture: the female members. Yet for all its esthetic and narrative
innovations, something is terribly wrong with this picture.
Professional film critics have trashed Mi Vida Loca on political and
ideological grounds. Writing for The Los Angeles Times, Kevin Thomas
pointed to the filmmaker's paternalism as well as to the fact that the
film confirms negative stereotypes of Chicanas as welfare dependents ("The
Road to 'Mi Vida Loca' Paved with Good Intentions," LA Times, July 22, 1994). Pat Dowell further blasted the film's nihilism, its downbeat
resolution ("Poor Creatures," In These Times, August 8, 1994). It should
come as no surprise that a Chicana critic would launch the usual 'negative
stereotype' accusation. Writing on behalf of the "Latino" community, Rose
Arrieta disapproved of the film for playing "on every stereotype
'mainstream' America thinks about urban gang life," and urged the
portrayal of Chicanos as something else besides gang members ("Outside
Looking In," San Francisco Bay Guardian, August 3, 1994). In the U.S. as
well as abroad, others faulted the film for depicting teenagers without
ambition, "drifting downward into chaos and dead-end lives" (see Susan
Gerhard, "True Colors," San Francisco Bay Guardian, August 3, 1994).
I am less concerned with most of these objections, as hopelessness
and helplessness is in fact pervasive among inner-city youth. Therefore,
unless we deal directly with the very serious structural problems of the inner city, a positive or uplifting ending to a gang film is like empty
moralizing or, better yet, like ice water for chocolate.
In my view, the more substantive critiques of the film come from the
gang members themselves who have taken issue with the filmmaker's
depiction of their lives. Among Chicana homegirls' objections to the film:
1) Homegirls don't get pregnant from the same guy, they have more respect
than that; 2) A homeboy does not obsess over a lowrider truck at the
expense of his kids; 3) Rival gangs fight over turf, never over a car (see
Jill Sharer, "Gang girls on attitude, reality and Mi Vida Loca," LA
Weekly, July 2228, 1994; Liela Cobo-Hanlon, "Another Side of the 'Crazy
Life'" LA Times, July 21, 1994).
At the San Francisco Film Festival's screening of the film in 1994,
during the Q & A session, the following comments by a member of Oakland's "Da Crew" girls gang were directed at Anders: "The movie was really
down...Why didn't you show the girls really throwing down? And why did
they throw down over a boy? You know, we wouldn't throw down over a guy."
These may seem to be minor quibbles, but the critiques by Chicana
homegirls underscore, albeit in a coded form, the central problem of the
film. Chicana gang members did not object to how they were portrayed as
much as they objected to the details of their narratives. Unlike any other
mainstream film (except perhaps, American Me), Anders got the 'form' of
gang culture right. What she sorely missed was its 'substance.'
Anders's fictional narrative has little to do with the life and
culture of Chicanas. In fact, the film's three interlocking stories are
about Allison Anders. A victim of unrequited love, Anders transformed her
own autobiographical tale into the epistolary affair between La Blue Eyes and El Duran. A short script by a former boyfriend, Kurt Voss, inspired
the lowrider truck segment. The plotline of two homegirls becoming
pregnant from the same guy is taken from a story that her daughter heard
on the streets. In this way, Chicana homegirls are the pretexts for
Allison Anders's own fantasies.
She misses the reality that the sisterhood so eloquently captured in
the film is not created in a vacuum. If you are going to tell a story
about Chicanas, you've got to understand that their survival in the barrio
depends heavily on the kinship of older, compassionate, and understanding
women who have also resisted and survived 'la vida dura.' For some reason,
Anders chose to portray Chicana teenagers as self-sufficient, having
little interaction with adults. Untold is the story of the elaborate
support network of mothers, grandmothers, and aunts who visit them in
jail, bail them out, and help deliver, feed, and take care of babies. She also trivializes the warfare among Chicano inner-city youth. The battle
between Chicano gangs is over the control of turf and scarce economic
resources, not lowrider trucks.
A certain type of voyeurism is at work here in the manner in which
the filmmaker captures the style of Chicana homegirls, but not the fabric
of their lives. Why did she spend so much time as an ethnographer in the
barrio, consulting with gang members to make the dialog and situations as
realistic as possible, if she was not concerned with getting it right? At
the San Francisco screening of Mi Vida Loca, Anders told the audience: "My
goal was to humanize people who don't get represented on the screen."
One way to humanize people who don't get represented on the screen is
to make sure you tell the story from their own point of view, to insure
you depict their reality through their own eyes. Anders got the particularities of the Chicana homegirl experience right. What she missed
was their perspectives.

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