The conceit of the Purge series of films directed by James DeMonaco is an annual nightlong dispensation to do whatever you want, pretty much, instituted by the “New Founding Fathers” after economic collapse. The third, and most recent installment largely forsakes individual violence and survive-till-dawn drama. Instead, it turns toward national allegory so crude it is barely allegory at all. Subtitle: Election Year. But it is not so simple as it first appears.
The NFF candidate is a condensation of the party’s neo-fascist core values: purity, violent xenophobia, and money power. Their political attunement is a bit out of focus, in part because a guillotine sequence associates their purity mantra with Robespierre and the Jacobins of the French Revolution, but you get the picture. The progressive opposition is running a white lady whose entire platform seems to be “end the Purge.” It’s a dead heat as Purge Night begins. Consequently, the long-ruling NFF have removed the constraint protecting politicians. It’s open season on White Lady, and they mean to purge her from life itself. This dimension of the allegory is pretty clear: Election 2016.
Here things get a bit squiggly. While references to “class warfare” and “inequality” abound, the society we see is divided entirely by race (barring a few tokens). The dispossessed, the working poor, even the small shopkeepers, are all black, with the exception of one Mexican immigrant. The oligarchs, political class, and their bodyguards are all white. Moreover, the NFF employ a white-power paramilitary; you can tell because they wear paramilitary uniforms labeled white power. These swastika-spangled charmers spend Purge night in an escalating battle with a well-organized and provisioned black militia. This dimension is also clear enough. We could just call it Race War, though as a more immediate matter, it is evidently a specter summoned by the strength and persistence of Black Lives Matter.
However, it is not clear how a revolutionary Black Lives Matter movement conjured by the film comports with Election 2016. It tries to smooth this over by staging matters such that the black militia et al. take it upon themselves to become White Lady’s personal army, arranging her protection and rescue as needed. In return, she generously educates them in the wisdom that, should they pursue violent emancipation, “you will be no different from them.” In the swift denouement, they abandon race war to assure a fair election: White Lady wins decisively, and the Purge is abolished (and perhaps racialized inequality along with it).
In some regard this registers Hillary Clinton’s famous black popularity in the primaries. It also imagines that rising racial antagonism can be channeled into familiar electoral politics. Let’s call this third or synthetic allegory, Black Panthers For Hillary. It is not a very satisfying turn, cinematically. My companion, a person of color and scarcely a fire-breathing revolutionist, noted, “It seemed like they could have just decided to fight and won; I don’t get why they listened to her.” Others will wonder much the same.