Cyberpunk, as the movement that William Gibson created became named, may be the first occasion where filmed science-fiction has presaged a trend in literary science fiction. The vision that Gibson was aiming for was beaten to the punch by Blade Runner (1982), which Gibson confesses nearly made him give up writing Neuromancer. Since Blade Runner, filmed Cyberpunk has fared variably. Most Cyberpunk efforts the likes of the tv series Supercop (1990-2), Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man (1991), Freejack (1992), Nemesis (1993), Virtuosity (1995) and, at their best, the Robo-Cop films were happy to take the look of Cyberpunk but only used it for routine action film variants. There have, however, been a handful of more thoughtfully minded efforts the tv series Max Headroom (1985, 1987-8) and Wild Palms (1993) and films like Hardware (1990), Cybertech P.D. (1995), Nirvana (1997) and Strange Days (1995), as well as anime such as Ghost in the Shell (1995) and Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence (2004) but the majority has proven to be disappointingly run of the mill dross.
William Gibsons work has been popular with filmmakers. Neuromancer has been oft-announced as a project, at one point under Russell Mulcahy, more recently from Vincenzo Natali. So too has a script for Burning Chrome written by Gibson himself, which has passed through several hands including James Cameron. The short story The New Rose Hotel (1981) was at one point a project being developed by Strange Days director Kathryn Bigelow, while in the late 00s Peter Weir was planning a version of Pattern Recognition (2003). William Gibson was also hired as a scriptwriter on Alien3 (1992) at one point. Out of these, the only Gibson film to make it to the screen so far, aside from a couple of scripts he wrote for The X Files (1993-2002), has been Johnny Mnemonic (1995), for which Gibson adapted his own short story. Although not liked by many, this is a competent enough airing of most of the basics of William Gibsons work. Gibson is also the subject of the documentary No Maps for These Territories (2000).
New Rose Hotel comes to the screen courtesy of director Abel Ferrara. Abel Ferrara is known for works of grim, unrelenting social realism such as The Driller Killer (1979), The King of New York (1990) and Bad Lieutenant (1992). Ferrara has frequently strayed into the horror-fantasy genre with efforts like the psycho film The Driller Killer, the startling rape-revenge drama Ms 45/Angel of Vengeance (1981), his excellent remake of Body Snatchers (1993), his own take on vampire mythology with The Addiction (1995) and the End of the World film 4:44 Last Day on Earth (2011).
Abel Ferraras approach is almost completely the opposite of William Gibsons. Where William Gibson is fascinated by the details of the background of his future sometimes at the expense of characters and plot Ferrara is completely disinterested in the background of the future in this film. He sketches such details in the most minimal terms possible it is never clear, for instance, that the titular establishment is meant to be a Japanese coffin hotel. There are no Blade Runner-esque densely packed city streets, nor any of the flourishes of cool technological innovation that Cyberpunk delights in. The film shows off an internationality the credits, for instance, are shown in several different languages and claims world-spanning locations from Berlin to Marrakesh to Tokyo. Despite which though, New Rose Hotel never travels beyond bars or hotel rooms and we see almost no exteriors. A brief street scene in Morocco looks like it has been shot on video and edited in.
The film itself is shot mostly in tight closeups as though intended direct for video release, which is somewhat disconcerting on the eye in a theatre. Where any other director or another better-budgeted production of the story would have concentrated on the caper aspect of the story and the seduction of the scientist or built up the climax of the film where the two protagonists identities are erased and they find themselves on the run, Abel Ferrara seems wholly disinterested in any of these. The sting takes place off-screen we never even get to meet the scientist except as someone who is being watched on a videoscreen and the chase aspect is directed in the most cursory way possible simply Christopher Walken and Willem DaFoe facing several assassin on a balcony and Walken jumping off.
Part of the reason for this could well be a limited budget. However, Abel Ferrara also has other intentions. For him, William Gibsons background is little more than stage upon which to set the principal drama. The background and thriller mechanics are sketched in minimalistic terms because for Abel Ferrara the story is a character study rather than a thriller. Willem DaFoe and, in particular, frequent Ferrara collaborator Christopher Walken have a ball so much so it seems that both actors were happy to take associate producer credits on the film. Indeed, if New Rose Hotel did not have the wry sense of humour that Christopher Walken brings to it in the scenes where he explains what is required to Asia Argento, it would be a good deal less engaging than it is. Asia Argento also shines in the part of the alluring femme fatale. In her work for her father, Italian horror-meister Dario Argento Trauma (1993), The Stendhal Syndrome (1996), The Phantom of the Opera (1998) and Mother of Tears: The Third Mother (2007) Asia has always comes across flat but demonstrates some real acting talent here. Indeed, it could well be that Asia does her best when away from Argento peres influence.
Abel Ferraras films are always challenging they are thematically audacious, although not always easy to absorb oneself in dramatically. With Ferraras deliberate eschewal of almost all the dramatic possibilities and the films concentration into a series of bare, tightly framed closeups, New Rose Hotel is even more challenging than any of his previous films. Nevertheless, whenever Christopher Walken in particular is on screen, New Rose Hotel is absorbing. It is less so in the latter half, particularly the last fifteen minutes or so, which consists of a series of flashbacks with Willem DaFoe mulling over what went wrong in the hotel room that go on for far too long. One can see Abel Ferraras intent but the length of time devoted to the flashbacks some ten minutes or so tire the audience well before the point is made.
(Nominee for Best Actor (Christopher Walken) and Best Actress (Asia Argento) at this sites Best of 1998 Awards).