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Altered Carbon (2018)

Nothing has changed for sex workers in the future.

Content warning: this review contains graphic discussion of the rape, torture, assault, and murder of sex workers; as well as spoilers after the jump.

For the uninitiated, Altered Carbon is the story of Takeshi Kovacs (Joel Kinnaman), a biracial man “resleeved” into the body of a beautiful, dirty blonde-haired, and incredibly hard-bodied white man in order to solve the murder of an immortal—called Methuselahs/Meths in this dystopian future—named Laurens Bancroft (James Purefoy). In this world, bodies are called sleeves and are changed like socks. The rich are, well, really rich and they are really powerful as well. In the future of Altered Carbon, hundreds and hundreds of years (or thousands, who knows? Because in both the book and the Netflix series, the year is not specified) from now, humans can now—for the right price—live forever in a variety of sleeves, clones, and synthetic sleeves. Living like gods, believing their own press, and flaunting laws and rules openly, the Meths are, to quote this show’s Magical Negro, Quellcrist Falconer (though Renée Elise Goldsberry steals every scene she’s in), “the darker angels of our nature.”

Altered Carbon is not the most interesting show on Netflix. At the beginning it tries to pace itself but, even with the outstanding special effects and stunt work, it drags. But it is full of nudity (James Purefoy hangs dong once, nearly every female cast member shows her breasts, butt, and even some full frontal nudity, and Joel Kinnaman is perpetually half-clothed, so be ready for it) and awkward, drawn-out sex scenes which are fairly useless to the plot, so there’s that. Full of graphic glimpses of myriad sexual positions, drugs, and profanity-laden rock and roll, the show does seem like it’s going to be an over-the-top, wild ride—and it is. It really, really is. It’s shiny and full of energy and, from the first violent, intimate, mind-bending episode, it tries its hardest to hook viewers with claws that refuse to let go. Altered Carbon is a sight to see and a world to behold, sure. But is it a world you want to spend 10 hours in? Because just a few episodes in, a repetitive theme makes suspension of disbelief impossible for viewers in the know. It’s something we discuss all the time here at Tits and Sass: stigma.

Mary Lou Henchy (Lisa Sandler) is one of the few of Altered Carbon‘s many murdered sex workers to get a name.

Kovacs is pulled off “ice” 250 years after being arrested and placed in someone else’s sleeve in order to solve the murder of Laurens Bancroft. (This is the term for incarceration in the series’ future. Being “put on ice” means that one’s human consciousness is pulled from a sleeve and put in limbo for the term of one’s sentence.)

From episode one where Kovacs, after being mentally assaulted by hologram ads for brothels, ends up in a strip club with another main character, Detective Ortega (brought to life by an unflinching and talented Martha Higareda) and talks about going to a hotel and renting a “couple hookers,” the sex work angle of the story is clear, heavy-handed, and unrelentingly stigmatizing.

In all these centuries, in thousands of years, there are still sex workers and people still call them “hookers” and “whores.” Nothing has changed in this cyberpunk future where no one dies except the poor and unlucky—and 90% of the unlucky just happen to be exotic dancers, peep show girls, and full-service sex workers. In fact, the entire premise of Altered Carbon, though the show writers and runners do a great job of burying the lede for eight of the 10 first season episodes, is the equivalent of a factory line of murdered full-service sex workers—the murder that the plot hinges on takes place in an upscale snuff brothel servicing the immortal upper class. Kovacs even actually uses the phrase “dead whores.” Twice.

It’s exhausting, really. At the end, discovering the stale plot line behind the convoluted subterfuge of switching sleeves, “Real Death,” and destroyed souls, I was just exhausted. At what point do we get tired of running the same old “murdered and dumped hooker found by the Screw The Rules I’m Doing What’s Right cop” trope? Ah, yes, as usual, no one in the entire world—except these two people—cares about a dead whore. At what point do we realize that this story isn’t a story we should keep telling? At what point in watching James Purefoy murder a woman while raping her should we question why this is a story we keep telling ourselves and other people?

Altered Carbon’s creepy floating upscale snuff brothel—yes, seriously.

The murder of the sex worker is the entire reason Kovacs is taken off ice and thrown into this crapshow. (Apparently, she doesn’t even deserve to be named by Rei, Kovacs’ incestuous and obsessed sister, played by Dichen Lachman, the Big Bad of season one, during her confession in Episode 9, Rage In Heaven.) Every single review I found online uses the terms “a prostitute” and “prostitutes” when referencing Mary Lou Henchy and her unnamed partner who was murdered by Bancroft. None of these reviewers seems to have blinked an eye at discovering that one of Bancroft’s favorite pastimes is, in Kovacs’ words, “beating whores half to death,” ostensibly because show writers redeem his character with the caveat that he’s “one of the good ones” who will buy girls new and upgraded sleeves if he accidentally kills one of them.

Altered Carbon doesn’t fail to keep up with Every Single Murdered Sex Worker Trope You Can Imagine either—it even makes sure to include the Hooker With The Heart of Gold turned Heroic Seductress: actress Hayley Law brings beaten, tortured, and murdered Lizzie Elliot to life for that. She’s never seen engaging in sex work on camera—it’s only mentioned a few times here and there that she worked in a peep brothel called Jack It Off. It’s never discussed in the show how long she worked there, either. This way both the author and show runners keep you believing poor, broken, literally white-dressed (because otherwise how will you know this is a whore worth saving?) Lizzie is an innocent. She’s not killed by a client, but by Miriam Bancroft. After she finds out Lizzie has become pregnant by Miriam’s philandering husband, Laurens, Miriam beats Lizzie mercilessly, kicking her in the stomach to kill Lizzie’s baby before having her shipped off to be tortured to death.

The notable part of this plotline is how Lizzie goes to Suntouch House, the Bancrofts’ name for their lavish home in the sky, very sad and very, very innocent to tell her sugar daddy/boyfriend Laurens about her pregnancy. The fact that Lizzie is in love with Laurens is woven subtly into the episodes leading up to the big reveal. This isn’t a gritty, street-hardened prostitute we’re presented with, no. Lizzie is innocent and in love—and that’s why she deserves to be saved. The rest of Altered Carbon’s sex workers are happy to be “worthless whores” who offer themselves up to be tortured and killed in any way that will get their immortal johns off. The problem is that this storyline isn’t a problem. The lives of thousands of brutally murdered and tortured prostitutes barely constitute a footnote in this show except to keep the tired plotline trodding along.

Near the end of the season, Lizzie is resleeved into a synth (a synthetic human body that can alter its appearance), changes it to appear as her original self after fighting off and killing a would-be rapist, and goes on a Ninjitsu-fueled murder spree to save her parents and the rest of the poor, lost prostitutes on the floating brothel, Head In The Clouds. She’s never going to be a sex worker again because she came to chew gum, be really wholesome, and kick ass. She’s obviously all out of gum by the time she gets into the synth sleeve.

Lizzie Elliott (Hayley Law) wearing the obligatory Catwoman outfit one must don to kick ass.

I’d say it’s heartbreaking, but I’m done being heartbroken. Now? I’m sick and tired of it. I’m tired of lazy writers. Altered Carbon is actually based on a book of the same name with the same stigmatizing, violent storyline about sex workers being murdered by the thousands (do the math: multiple centuries, a literal factory built for killing sex workers). I’m sick of tired tropes that sacrifice women over and over again for being “whores.” How is that futuristic? How is that any different from the last century or two? How is it groundbreaking? Furthermore, how is this Netflix series, rumored to be one of the most expensive television productions in history, anything more than the same violence and poverty porn we’ve seen over and over again?

Because here’s the thing: all of us, sex workers, current and former, have buried friends over and over again. We’ve grieved their deaths, whether it’s death from suicide or the decline in health caused by stress, poverty, and PTSD; or murder by clients or domestic abusers. All of us know of actual experiences—either firsthand or from friends—of robberies, rapes, beatings, and murders during a workday or night. All of us know that the police have historically labeled crimes involving murdered sex workers, displaced and homeless people, and drug users as No Humans Involved. We’re all well aware that cops have taken raping sex workers, suspected victims of sexual exploitation, and now, even teenagers as a perk of their jobs. We’ve all read about Daniel Holtzclaw. It was barely a month ago we discussed finding out that, in 35 states in America, it’s basically legal for police to “have sex” with “people” they’ve detained—who do you think the majority of those “people” are?

We know all this because we’ve lived all of this, right here, right now—not in some futurist, poorly executed, dystopian ripoff of Minority Report where everyone and their little sister has a cell phone embedded in their arm and a video camera in their eye.

Altered Carbon is an absolutely beautiful and terrible show. Matt Biedel believably playing three different characters in three different episodes (a profane Nazi gang member, a hilarious Spanish abuela, and a personality fragmented hitman named Demi The Twin) is an absolute gift and Cliff Chamberlain as a cross-sleeved Ava Elliot, a woman hacker taken off ice and stuffed into a man’s sleeve, gives us a heartrending and beautiful performance. But while the series is, at times, wonderful to watch, it’s also a lazy offering from writing room minds who haven’t stretched themselves past “How violent can we make this hooker’s murder?” when they could have done some real work and come up with a mystery set in a future dystopia that had all parts working together cohesively to be beautiful and simultaneously believable and unbelievable. Perhaps they could have imagined a different future for the poor and marginalized in this world, too. Instead, from cutting up a peep show girl’s body so they can sell her organs on the black market (and making sure to show us a graphic visual of her wide-open, cut up torso) to inducing a “nervous breakdown” (because even here in 2018 we don’t use that terminology anymore) in another sex worker by inserting carnivorous worms into her body during virtual torture, it seems like, in this future, we’re still stuck in the past—and our own horrific present.


  1. There was someone that commented a while back that 90% of everything ever painted, written, etc. is utter crap, and that, in the past, only 50% of anything ever made survived to land in private collections and museums, or something to that effect. Being someone who creates the 10%, of which only 5% will even survive (though, today, with the internet, a lot more can, even if it doesn’t), takes real talent and skill, and thought. The other 90%, is this kind of rehashing of past tropes. And, its often vastly cheaper, among other stupidities, to buy the rights to make something like Altered Carbon, which is a simplistic echo of the current times, than, say, the Fox Meridian series, which creates a world with concepts ranging from AI becoming smart enough to need rights, the first “human” upload, due to an attack by a lunatic so serious it left little more than their brain functioning, and even a branch of the Catholic Church, which actually promotes safe and well trained sex workers – but still has bigots in it, that feel a “moral” obligation to protest against their existence.

    Hollywood much prefers “cheap” ideas, easily bought, whose authors won’t care how little control they have over the result, in most cases. It leaves them with more money to glitz up the production, so it looks really impressive, despite being the middle, or bottom, half of the 90% which is utter garbage imho. It doesn’t surprise me at all when these people pick these titles, unfortunately.

  2. I was actually going to write a review on this as well but I couldn’t get past the third episode. I admire your fortitude. You hit every point I was going to make. Netflix has been missing the mark on a lot of their “original” content of late.


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