The contemporary Bangladeshi cinema is stained red by the enthusiastic use of fake blood that erupts from bodies pictured in fist fights, gun battles and sword attacks. In this article, I draw on my ethnographic fieldwork in the Bangladesh film industry to illustrate the spurting of fake blood in two popular film genres: mainstream action cinema and straight-to-VCD rural crime stories (kiccha pala VCDs). I suggest that the affective intensity ascribed to blood by film insiders points to the capacity of blood to lend force to the protean and submerged discourses of contemporary Bangladesh presented in these blood-splattered genres. These film forms make use of the excessive and abject quality inherent in this bodily tissue as well as interacting with more regimented and metaphoric uses of blood in the political aesthetics of contemporary Bangladesh that they recycle and pervert.
IntroductionThe make-up men of the Bangladeshi action film Mintu the Murderer (pseud. 2005) had been at work for some time before the decapitation shot. Mixing together Rooh Afza, a bright red drinking syrup favoured by children, with a pigment known in the market as khuni lal (murderer's red), they had filled up a large plastic bottle with fake blood. They handed it to the stunt men who were setting up the decapitation shot. One of their members lay down on the floor of a banged-up Toyota, hiding from the camera's eye trained on the passenger door. The stuntman carried two props: in one hand he had a papier-mâché head, complete with curly black hair and glasses, and in the other he held the bottle of blood. The camera would take two brief shots. 'Rolling', called the stunt director to the cameraman, who rolled the celluloid in his old Arriflex camera. Upon hearing action, the stuntman in the car threw the head out of the window. 'Cut!' The second part would be harder. When action was called again, the stuntman in the car carefully lifted the bottle to the edge of the open window and then squeezed as hard as he could. A huge jet of bright red fake blood came spurting out of the window. When edited together with the footage of the film's gangster swinging a large blade at the minister sticking his head out of the car window, these two brief shots would present the decapitation in one powerful crimson montage.