Repression and joy flourish in "The Notorious Bettie Page"

by Eric Melin on June 1, 2006

in Print Reviews

Gretchen Mol is ebullient and charming as “The Notorious Bettie Page” in an affectionate new biopic of the quintessential 1950s pin-up queen, directed by Mary Harron (“American Psycho,” “I Shot Andy Warhol”). If the real Bettie Page is as elusive and naïve as the film’s wandering screenplay would have us believe, then it’s a good thing there’s more to savor here than Mol’s striking resemblance to Page.

For anyone who wants to know how a sweet girl from Tennessee could wind up a beloved cult figure by way of underground bondage photographs, “The Notorious Bettie Page” will shock you in how tame its erotic photo sessions actually are by comparison with today’s standards. Despite Mol’s winning performance, Bettie herself remains hard to define, leaving the movie to be more effective as a time capsule of extreme sexual repression.

Bettie makes bondage more fun and less creepy!

Bettie’s positive outlook on life never seems to dim, even after sexual abuse in her family, an abusive marriage, and a gang rape, all of which are suggested but never shown by Harron, in order to keep things light. After moving to New York, Bettie stumbles into modeling after a chance encounter with a police officer/part-time photographer on a beach on Coney Island.  Even in this impromptu photo op, Bettie is having fun mugging for the camera, and when a curious crowd turns disapproving, she is quick to defend herself. She just can’t understand what all the fuss is about.

From there, Bettie poses for private “photo clubs,” girlie magazines, and eventually for Irving and Paula Klaw’s independent photo distribution network, all the while pursuing acting lessons that don’t seem to pan out. A screen test turns sour when she can’t think of anything to say, but her still photos showcase the inner exuberance of her personality, whether she’s in a high-heeled S&M outfit, a leather bikini, or nothing at all. As anyone who has seen the real Bettie Page’s photos will tell you, it isn’t just her beauty that makes her so unique, but her fresh-faced enthusiasm for cheeky role-playing, and Mol captures this essence perfectly.

The same innocence she portrayed then is what appeals to her huge cult following now. The opening of modern sexual attitudes has allowed her formerly risqué photos to be viewed now as kitschy delights. Her effect on popular culture happened under the mainstream radar, the same way her cult following has grown. The film doesn’t really connect the dots for the audience, but it does suggest that Bettie helped to change sexual attitudes by merely playing dress-up for some “very high class people,” as Paula (Lili Taylor) puts it.

By going behind the scenes at her low budget photo shoots from Bettie’s wholesome point-of-view, Harron effectively neuters the bondage and fetish-oriented behavior. This causes the eventual photos themselves to have a completely different effect for the audience than they do for the characters, like Bettie’s disapproving boyfriend, who view them in the movie.

Since her dark side is only hinted at and the subject herself seems only truly comfortable in her own skin when she’s posing semi-naked outdoors, a complete portrait is as slippery as one of Bettie’s knee-high leather boots. Harron switches from black-and-white to color film stock to distinguish her inner feelings, but it is just not enough to grab hold of.

The Washington hearings on obscenity on the other hand, presided over by Senator Estes Kefauver (David Strathairn), prove to be as campy and hilarious as any of Bettie’s costumes or poses. While chiding the old fogies on the government committee, Harron reminds us that there was a time when a smiling woman in a jungle-striped bikini frolicking with tigers was more threatening to some folks than an imminent communist threat.

Eric is the Editor-in-Chief of and writes the Screen Stealers column for The Pitch. He’s President of the KCFCC, and drummer for The Dead Girls and Ultimate Fakebook. He is also Air Guitar World Champion Mean Melin. Eric goes to 11. Follow him at:

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