{"id":6857,"date":"2007-08-03T08:22:53","date_gmt":"2007-08-03T12:22:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6857"},"modified":"2010-07-02T14:25:24","modified_gmt":"2010-07-02T18:25:24","slug":"dean-stockwell-in-blue-velvet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6857","title":{"rendered":"Dean Stockwell as &#8220;Ben&#8221; in <i>Blue Velvet<\/i>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"benBlueVelvet.gif\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/benBlueVelvet.gif\" width=\"234\" height=\"351\" \/><\/p>\n<p>David Lynch asked Dean Stockwell to play Ben, the creepy pan-sexual pimp and drug dealer who appears in only one scene in the film.  But with all the scary crap that happens in that movie, that scene &#8211; and its absurdity &#8211; with everyone in it obeying a set of rules that are opaque to us in the audience &#8211; is the scariest.  Who is Ben?  The script says very little.  All we know about him is:<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; Frank Booth is scared of Ben and looks up to him.  We all know that Frank Booth is a psychopath &#8211; so this should give us SOME clue of what Ben is capable of.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; He appears to be in charge of a bevy of overweight prostitutes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; He keeps a kidnapped child locked up in the back room.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; He gives Frank Booth drugs.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; He has some kind of emotional\/sexually charged arrangement with Frank that involves lip-synching.  I mean, what?  It&#8217;s never explained to us &#8211; it is just something these two apparently do.  Frank tells him what song, and Ben goes into drag-queen lip-synch mode.  Perhaps it helps take the edge off of Frank&#8217;s insanity &#8211; but again, that&#8217;s just a guess.  The script does not say WHY these two do this.<\/p>\n<p> Stockwell gets the script.  There is no character description in it.  The script does not say: &#8220;Ben enters, a man wearing white face makeup, eyeliner, and a little hoop around his ear.  He wears a satin smoking jacket, and one of his hands has an Ace bandage around it.  He is always on the verge of falling asleep.  He is completely mellow at all times.&#8221;  The script said NOTHING about him.  Lynch knew that whatever Stockwell came up with, in terms of inventing Ben, was going to be great &#8211; he just trusted him with the character (a rare thing.  Most writers and directors OVER explain characters because they&#8217;re nervous that the pesky little actors are going to be ruin everything with their interpretation).<\/p>\n<p> Stockwell went to work.  He created that guy&#8217;s look on his own &#8211; the makeup, the clothes, the energy &#8230; He hasn&#8217;t made too many mistakes in his career.  He hasn&#8217;t over-reached, or missed the mark too  much in his 100 plus films, which is quite a record.  Who has seen Blue Velvet and doesn&#8217;t remember Ben?  Not possible.  Also &#8211; doesn&#8217;t it seem as though Ben HAD to have been written that way?  The whole character seems completely inevitable &#8230; and perfect.  Of course he wears makeup, of course he dresses like that, of course he stands around in large groups with his eyes closed &#8211; communing with candy-colored clowns in the ether of his brain.  But no: none of it was set out in the script.  Stockwell MADE that guy.  I think that is so hysterical, so wonderful.  It must have been such fun.<\/p>\n<p>He also said, later, &#8220;You know, I was basically just imitating Carol Burnett.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Watch the scene again, and think of those words.  It makes the whole thing even creepier, and funnier.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently, he ran into her a while later at some event &#8211; and they chatted &#8211; and he said, &#8220;You know, in Blue Velvet, I was basically just doing YOU.&#8221;  She thought about it for a second, imagined the scene, and then burst out laughing.<\/p>\n<p>Also, one last word:  one of his defining characteristics &#8211; since he was a kid &#8211; is this thing that happens with his eyes when he is deep in thought, or getting an idea, or things are getting intense inside of him.  His eyes widen.  If you&#8217;re familiar with him at all, you&#8217;ll know what I&#8217;m talking about.  His eyes widen &#8211; it&#8217;s like he&#8217;s getting ready to change tack, or go to a new level, or say what&#8217;s in his heart.<\/p>\n<p>Here in Blue Velvet &#8211; he takes that natural characteristic &#8211; something he habitually does &#8211; and turns it inside out, abstracts it, makes it into a &#8220;bit&#8221;.  Now that&#8217;s quite a hat-trick, that involves self-knowledge (&#8220;okay, so there&#8217;s that thing that happens with my eyes &#8230; lets play around with that, see what I can create &#8230;&#8221;) &#8211; and also a sense of parody.  He is parodying Carol Burnett &#8211; but also parodying himself.  Because Ben stands around &#8211; like a horse sleeping on his feet.  He&#8217;s either high, or just in some naturally Zen-like state, waiting &#8230; waiting for the violence &#8230; the crisis &#8230; whatever.  And then when he speaks, he can barely open his eyes &#8230; until at some freaky moment, whoosh &#8211; eyes open REALLY wide.  It&#8217;s incredibly creepy &#8211; he is terrifying.  He has taken a &#8220;gesture&#8221; that is in his repertoire, and inflated it, so that it has become something completely &#8220;other&#8221;.  I love that.<\/p>\n<p>For example, if you see the movie again &#8211; please just watch how he says the simple line: &#8220;Fine, Frank, fine, how are you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>First of all, it&#8217;s a hilarious line reading, completely bizarre.  He is the ULTIMATE mellow.  Drawling, eyes closed, slightly swaying on his feet &#8230; and then at the very end &#8211; when he says &#8220;how are you?&#8221; &#8211; eyes open reaaaaaally wide.  You feel like he&#8217;s a cobra, about to kill you &#8211; even though what he is saying is totally benign.<\/p>\n<p>Great little cameo all around.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet5.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet5.jpg\" width=\"775\" height=\"333\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet7.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet7.jpg\" width=\"784\" height=\"355\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet8.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet8.jpg\" width=\"702\" height=\"357\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet9.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet9.jpg\" width=\"634\" height=\"353\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet11.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet11.jpg\" width=\"583\" height=\"352\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet14.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet14.jpg\" width=\"600\" height=\"356\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Like &#8211; what??? hahahahahaha<\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet19.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet19.jpg\" width=\"646\" height=\"355\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet21.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet21.jpg\" width=\"507\" height=\"351\" \/><\/p>\n<p>To me, the look on his face in the shot above is almost more frightening than all of Frank Booth&#8217;s open manic violence.<\/p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet25.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet25.jpg\" width=\"590\" height=\"360\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet28.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet28.jpg\" width=\"826\" height=\"343\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet31.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet31.jpg\" width=\"739\" height=\"357\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet34.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet34.jpg\" width=\"775\" height=\"326\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet36.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet36.jpg\" width=\"603\" height=\"350\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"velvet39.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/velvet39.jpg\" width=\"723\" height=\"355\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s the <a href=\"http:\/\/youtube.com\/watch?v=S0c1fcOf4Vk\">clip of him lip-synching<\/a><\/p>\n<p>Bravo!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>David Lynch asked Dean Stockwell to play Ben, the creepy pan-sexual pimp and drug dealer who appears in only one scene in the film. 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