"To dream my lungs out"
"I started stealing when I was eight." Standing amid
a crowd gathered to meet and greet at the Nuyorican
Poets' Café, the Café's co-founder and playwright
Miguel Piņero (Benjamin Bratt) swaggers just a bit.
The Almost in spite of himself, he's working to
impress a reporter with tales of his hard-case
background. She's on him because his 1974 prison drama
Short Eyes has just been nominated for six Tony
Awards. Suddenly, "Mikey" is a celebrity, and it's
intoxicating. Recalling his time in prison and on the
streets, the terminally vibrant Piņero loudly resists
the vaunted tradition of Latin American magic realism,
insisting on the immediacy and authenticity of his own
work, a poetry driven by the pains and joys, the
intimacies and fragmentations of everyday life.
This first scene in Leon Ichaso's biographical film,
Piņero, sets up a complex series of
relationships between the artist and his demons -- or
more pointedly, between the artist and the various
audiences he sought to influence and astonish. While
his work was surely expressive and innovative, it was
also a form of reportage, a proto-hiphop declaration
of subcultural truth, and something of a wake-up call
to the mainstream, which was, in turn, happy enough to
absorb and profit from this "other" experience (again,
much like the phenomenon of hiphop, but on a smaller
scale).
When Short Eyes opened at Joseph Papp's
(played here by Mandy Patinkin) Public Theater, it was
lauded by critics and playgoers hungry for art they
perceived as "genuine" -- street, underclass,
muscular, and overtly "political." Short Eyes
delivered. Set in prison, its title slang for
pedophile, its characters were full of fury and pain,
in your face anti-stereotypes (that unfortunately,
soon became stereotypes). The play was nominated for
six Tony Awards and made into a 1976 film co-starring
Piņero (who later acted in Fort Apache The
Bronx and tv series like Miami Vice,
Baretta, and Kojak). But even with his
accomplishment, Piņero -- who called himself a
"philosopher of the criminal mind" -- tried to hang
onto his own anger, his opposition to the mainstream.
Neither did he ever beat his "street" habits, or his
longtime alcohol and heroin addictions. Jailed
repeatedly for petty theft and dealing, Piņero died of
complications owing to AIDS in 1988.
Though it conveys most of this information (it does
not mention AIDS, but instead attributes his death at
age 40 to a more immediate cause, liver cirrhosis),
Piņero is not a standard biopic. It offers no
clear chronology; instead, selected events in Piņero's
troubled life come tumbling at you, rushing, sometimes
hard to decipher. The film flips back and forth
between time periods, poetry and history, stage
productions and moments from Piņero's experience,
black-and-white and color footage, video and film
stocks -- cinematographer Claudio Chea's handheld
cameras never rest, and David Tedeschi's editing
maintains an equally manic pace. This riotous
aesthetic coincides with Mikey's wildly complicated
and contradictory sensibility, his careening rages and
fears, deep passions and affections, fleeting
interests and resistance to commitments.
This combination of genres and effects also
underlines the tensions among Piņero's own
life-strands, his personal, familial, and community
histories, and his connections to the world that
produced and imprisoned, then embraced and consumed
him. Piņero was among the first group of
self-identified Nuyorican artists. The film is
unusually sensitive to the many layers of identity and
identification at work in the designation Nuyorican,
and especially the political contexts informing it.
Piņero and Rutgers literature professor/Café cofounder
Miguel Algarin (Giancarlo Esposito) turn it into a
rallying cry against racism and poverty. At the same
time, Piņero reveals the difficulties of the
identification: when the adult Piņero returns to
Puerto Rico for a reading, he's rejected for what
Puerto Ricans see as his rejection of his own
heritage.
Moved at age seven from Puerto Rico to the Lower East
Side, Piņero early feels jostled and anxious to fit
in. His loving mother (Rita Moreno) does her best in a
hostile environment, but abuse by his father (Jaime
Sanchez) affects Mikey for the rest of his life. The
film's time-jumping structure and sporadic references
to the prejudices and class politics that shaped the
young junkie's life suggest there are a number of
reasons for his "deviance." Still, the narrative
weight granted the father-son relationship might
suggest a reductive explanation: paternal abuse =
homosexuality and self-destruction. When his
long-absent father comes to visit Piņero as an adult,
the son brutally rejects him, unforgiving, still
grieving for his lost childhood.
The film hints at this childhood in quick images of
young Mikey, dancing with his mother, street hustling,
and thieving -- here he looks eager for experience,
willing to be seduced and to grab at what he wants.
For the adult Piņero, desire and pleasure become more
fraught. While he's plainly energized by the celebrity
he achieves with Short Eyes, his poetry and
acting gigs (even though you see him asked to play
junkie stereotypes much like those he resists in his
own writing), he also has trouble reconciling his
newfound relative wealth and his self-image. He gives
away wads of cash (for instance, to a neighborhood
bodega he once robbed), but instead of attending a
theatrical opening as he's scheduled to do, he goes
off on a tear with a friend, mugging a couple of women
for their fur coats before being picked up by the
cops.
Similarly, Mikey's sexual desires remain somewhat
obscured (which isn't necessarily inaccurate, given
his wide-ranging appetites and frustrations. The film
doesn't show his sex with men as it does with Sugar,
but it does hint at his messy sexual desires, through
his relationships with the playwright Reinaldo Povod
(Michael Irby) and a prostitute/actor named Sugar
(Talisa Soto), and very brief scenes where he solicits
or is solicited by a range of characters, including a
transvestite who appears as a stereotypically
knife-wielding, wig-tearing psycho. While the
romanticized relationship with Sugar gets the most
screen time, it is also framed, part artifice, part
dream: she performs his words, he applauds her
performance, and he can never give himself over to
her, never let go of his monsters.
For all the film's spectacle, its visual flash and
approximation of street "realism," its most daring aspect is its willingness to represent Piņero as a vicious, frightened thug. Certainly, it also works a
familiar "tortured artist" angle, making him
sympathetic, inviting you to understand his bad
behavior, but it doesn't quite celebrate his meanness,
no matter how well motivated it may seem. He remains a
junkie and a thief, he betrays his friends (stealing
appliances from Algarin, fucking with Papp's opening
nights), and he never quite finds a way to fit into
the downtown art scene or the Hollywood industry that
keep finding ways to use him. At Piņero's funeral,
Algarin reads from his friend's "A Lower East Side
Poem": "Just once before I die / I want to climb up on
a / tenement sky / to dream my lungs out till / I
cry." If Piņero cannot be the realization of
this aspiration, it can at least make it visible,
briefly.