April 10, 20255 minutes
Black, White, and Forbidden Fruit: Style and Allegory in Mark H. Rapaport's 'Hippo'
Left to right: Mark H. Rapaport, Kimball Farley, Eliza Roberts, Lilla Kizlinger, Jesse Pimentel. Photo by William Tracy Babcock.
Mark H. Rapaport’s debut feature, “Hippo,” plunges viewers into a world both starkly contained and brimming with unsettling meaning. Starring Kimball Farley as the titular Hippo and Lilla Kizlinger as his step-sister Buttercup, the film confines us almost entirely within the walls of a single suburban home, rendered in crisp black and white. It’s a challenging, provocative piece that explores profound alienation and fractured family bonds. But beyond the immediate psychological drama, “Hippo” functions as a potent, modern allegory. This analysis explores how the film’s deliberate aesthetic constraints—its monochrome palette and single location—serve not as limitations, but as the very stage upon which a contemporary retelling of an Edenic fall unfolds, complete with digital-age anxieties.
The visual world of “Hippo” is immediately striking. The black and white cinematography strips away the familiar, lending an air of timeless fable or, perhaps more accurately, a persistent nightmare. This choice, coupled with the relentless focus on the interior of the house, creates an intense claustrophobia. We are trapped with these characters, forced into uncomfortable intimacy with their simmering tensions and unspoken desires.
This minimalist setup paradoxically generates a maximalist psychological effect. By eschewing exterior locations and colour, Rapaport forces our attention onto the nuances of performance, the weight of silence, and the oppressive atmosphere itself. The house ceases to be just a setting; it becomes a character, a pressure cooker amplifying every strained interaction and internal conflict. The stark visuals become a direct mirror for the characters’ inner lives—their isolation, their moral ambiguity, and the seemingly inescapable confines of their psychological and physical reality. This enforced focus is crucial, preparing the ground for the allegorical layers beneath the surface drama.
The core interpretive power of “Hippo” may lie in its function as a modern Biblical allegory, specifically a retelling of the fall in the Garden of Eden, twisted through the lens of contemporary dysfunction.
What makes this allegorical reading particularly resonant for contemporary audiences is the integration of Hippo’s gaming. It’s not just a character quirk; it’s a vital layer of the modern Eden. The video game represents a new kind of virtual space where morality can be simulated, rules are explicit (unlike the ambiguous rules of the house), and guidance can be sought from programmed entities.
Does the game offer genuine wisdom, or merely a different form of entrapment? Is Hippo’s attempt to find virtue in the game a futile gesture in a fundamentally amoral household, or a legitimate search for meaning in the digital age? This element updates the ancient allegory, reflecting modern anxieties about connection, reality, and finding moral compasses when traditional structures have eroded. The digital realm becomes another layer of the garden wall – perhaps escape, perhaps just another illusion.
“Hippo” stands out as a powerful, unsettling debut. Through its rigorous stylistic control – the claustrophobic setting and stark black-and-white visuals – Mark H. Rapaport crafts not just a psychological drama, but a potent, bleakly modern fable. By framing its narrative of alienation and transgression within the structure of an Edenic allegory, updated with the anxieties of the digital age, the film forces viewers to confront uncomfortable questions about innocence, desire, morality, and the search for meaning in confined, disconnected worlds. It’s a film that lingers, its stark images and challenging themes echoing long after the credits roll, proving the enduring power of allegorical storytelling even—or perhaps especially—within the most minimalist of frames.
“Mother!(by Darren Aronofsky)”: I can definitely see the parallel. Both use a confined domestic space that becomes invaded and violated, layering heavy allegory (biblical in both cases, arguably) onto intense psychological drama. Both build a sense of dread and inevitability within that space.