ACS: Versace: “House By the Lake” Is The Greatest Episode of TV Ryan Murphy Has Ever Produced

Last night’s episode of The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story, titled “House by the Lake,” is a turning point in the season. If last week’s episode, “A Random Killing,” took a break from the Versace narrative to tell a contained story about the murder of wealthy, closeted Lee Miglin in Chicago, this episode sets the series even further down the dark and ultimately shattering path of Andrew Cunanan’s murder victims. Beginning with the most brutally horrific scene of the season and ending with the most heartbreaking, it’s an hour that holds the audience fully in its thrall. It’s also the hour that most clearly depicts Ryan Murphy’s big-picture vision for the season. This isn’t about Versace. It’s not even fully about Cunanan. It’s about the cold grip of societal homophobia that keeps these characters locked into the tragic paths they’re on: killer and victims, none willing or able to divert from the path.

Continuing the season’s backwards chronology, episode 4 backs up to show Cunanan’s first killing, the Minneapolis murder of his acquaintance, Jeff Trail. The nature of that acquaintance will get fleshed out in a further episode, as you might have guessed from the fact that Trail is played by Murphy repertory player Finn Wittrock. Leaving the reasons for the Trail murder almost entirely undefined in this episode gives the actual killing — which takes place in the film’s opening ten minutes — an even more terrifying edge. It also opens the rest of the episode up for the character of David Madson.

For anyone with a familiarity with the Cunanan case, Madson is the biggest question mark. The Trail murder occurred in his apartment, which is where Trail was found by police, wrapped up in a rug. By that point, both Cunanan and Madson had gone on the run. The finger of suspicion pointed to Madson as a possible accomplice (at least), and between that point and the time six days later that Madson’s body was found near a lake 60 miles north of Minneapolis, no one really knows what transpired. It’s a gap in the narrative, and Murphy — along with writer Tom Rob Smith and director Daniel Minahan — takes that blank canvass and fills it in with something altogether devastating. Does it take liberties? Sure. It would have to. But David Madson’s story, as depicted here, tells a bigger story than just his own.

After witnessing Cunanan murder Trail, Madson is in a state of shock, yes, but he still knows a murder when he’s seen it. His and Trail’s relationships with Cunanan — from the fragments we get of it — appear to have soured after initial closeness. Cunanan fancied himself in love with David, had asked him to get married, and was visibly jealous of Madson and Trail together. Madson was altogether over it with Andrew in the moments leading up to the murder. And then after the murder, with a gun-toting Andrew calling the shots, David accompanied Andrew on the run. There was a gun, yes, but we see Andrew using much more than just a weapon to coerce David’s cooperation. David wants to call the police, but Andrew convinces him that the cops — who hate people like them, a pair of fags — will throw him in jail. David wants to call his father, but Andrew also preys upon his insecurities there too. Does he really want to bring his father into this sordid gay murder he’s gotten himself into?

The first three episodes of Versace have done such a deft job of seeding the rest of the story with a pervasive, but low-key, hostility and fear of gay people. From the police questioning Versace’s lover about their trysts with other men to the incredulous looks on the faces of the detectives investigating Lee Miglin’s death, even to the way that Donatella Versace — fashionable icon of the gays, future Maya Rudolph character herself — bristles (maybe even sneers) at her brother’s lifestyle. The cops who show up to investigate the Trail killing are at best pitiless as they poke around David’s apartment (“a gay thing”). Here’s where those deep-rooted attitudes begin to bear their rancid fruit. Here’s where they start claiming lives.

Murphy and Smith sketch out Madson’s backstory: a smart, handsome, kind young architect who so sought his conservative father’s approval. We see David come out to his dad under the pretext of announcing an academic achievement. It’s an achingly recognizable portrait of the hidden tolls of a homophobic society. David’s father’s reaction to his coming out was far from the nightmare scenario, but that doesn’t mean there wasn’t a maelstrom of conflict and doubt and fear inside David that at any point it might be. His relationship with his father, clearly so important with him, rested upon a thin ice of tolerance.

So Cunanan takes David on the run with him and continues to spin out these fantasies of a life together, David growing increasingly horrified, then disgusted, finally arriving at a kind of scornful pity at the empty shell that Andrew is and has always been. Then we get to the moment that should devastate audiences (it sure devastated me). Andrew and David pit-stopping for the evening at some podunk bar, Andrew temporarily distracted by his own dark thoughts as a bar singer (Aimee Mann in a cameo that feels tacky at first but ultimately deeply affecting) covers The Cars’ “Drive.” This is David’s moment, as he excuses himself for the bathroom and spots a window. All he needs is to make a break for it; but all he can think about is his dad finding out what’s happened. With escape at hand, he freezes, with Aimee Mann darkly intoning “Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?” on the soundtrack. On paper, it’s classic Too Much Ryan Murphy. The song, the cameo, the overly perfect lyrics giving the audience the message on a platter. But in its execution, with the heft of Mann’s vocal paired with the delicacy of the editing, and most especially Cody Fern’s revelatory performance in the role of David Madson, it’s nothing short of gutting.

Given the over-the-topness of pretty much every single episode of Ryan Murphy shows like American Horror Story, not to mention the frequent clumsiness of shows like Glee and The New Normal, it’s a surprise to see an episode like “House by the Lake” manage to hit so hard but with such precision. Murphy’s shows generally have a big impact but they almost always leave a bunch of collateral damage as well. With Versace, it’s been stunning to watch him bypass the temptation to wallow in the gaudy, the sordid, the Miami, the fashion of it all and instead to zero in on this particular story. The story of a world so hostile that it kept David Madson frozen in place inside that bathroom, wondering who would drive him home if he ever got out.

ACS: Versace: “House By the Lake” Is The Greatest Episode of TV Ryan Murphy Has Ever Produced

The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story Review: The House by the Lake (Season 2 Episode 4)

The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story Season 2 Episode 4 “The House by the Lake” takes us to the very beginning of Andrew Cunanan’s killing spree. It’s another well-acted but upsetting episode which shows Andrew murdering two unsuspecting men.

Each time I watch The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story, I am saddened by the lives cut short by a manipulative man with murderous intentions. “The House by the Lake” is no exception.

The episode starts a week before the murder of Lee Miglin, in Minneapolis. Andrew is staying with David Madson, a successful architect and the man who he just proposed to.

Things are obviously tense between David and Andrew. David tells Andrew that they both said things over the weekend that they regret.

Andrew tells him he regrets nothing. They are also not engaged.

At this point, Andrew has not killed anyone, but that changes very quickly. We already know what Andrew is capable of, so from the very start, his very presence is menacing.

Finn Wittrock makes a very quick guest appearance as Jeff Trail, a mutual friend (and supposed secret lover of David) before he is promptly and viciously murdered by Andrew.

It’s interesting to see how Andrew’s murders become less and less intimate or involved as his spree continues. Considering how Jeff Trail’s murder is a crime of passion, where Andrew is out of control and covered in blood, Versace’s assassination almost seems impersonal.

Where is Versace by the way? By traveling back in time to see Andrew’s previous murders, we miss out on the Miami storyline and the aftermath of Gianni Versace’s death.

The murders of William Reese, Lee Miglin, David Madson, and Jeff Trail could have been intercut with the investigation surrounding Versace’s death in Miami. We didn’t need two whole episodes without the Versace storyline.

However, I appreciate the Versace-less episodes. Gianni may have been the most famous of the victims, but that doesn’t mean the other four men weren’t as important or as loved.

“The House by the Lake” is a little clunky with David’s flashbacks of hunting with his father and then coming out to him.

But, the final scene with David as he imagines he makes it into the house by the lake and sits down to have coffee with his father is just so heart-breaking that it really packs a punch.

Although Andrew has been the predominant character in each episode, I’m glad that we’re no closer to knowing the real Andrew. The writers aren’t trying to find reasons as to why he is the way he is, nor are they trying to make him relatable.

“The House by the Lake” shows Andrew in a slightly different light—he’s still threatening (even singing “Pump Up the Jams”) and a master manipulator, but he shows some tenderness and emotion towards David.

That still doesn’t make us feel for Andrew, though.

The murder of Jeff Trail seems to be premeditated, although Andrew says it wasn’t. Whether or not it was, Andrew still saw that he would be able to confuse law enforcement. By putting out David’s pornography on his bed, the cops thought that it was a hook-up that went wrong.

They also thought David was the murderer for a short time.

It really is fascinating to see how Andrew was able to commit the murders he did and be on the run for more than two months in plain sight.

Overall, “The House by the Lake” is a sad chapter that starts off Andrew Cunanan’s murderous spree that leads him to the assassination of Gianni Versace. Darren Criss impresses again as does Cody Fern who plays David Madson.

The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story is compelling TV and even though I already know the story, I can’t wait to watch the next chapter.

Reviewer Rating: ★★★★☆

The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story Review: The House by the Lake (Season 2 Episode 4)

There’s Another Sordid Scandal Behind ‘The Assassination Of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story’

At its core, The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story is a pointedly sad show. Gianni Versace‘s murder was a needless and hurtful crime, but the show’s last two episodes — “A Random Killing” and “House by the Lake” — have taken the show’s sad tone a step further, recreating the imagined final moments of Lee Miglin and David Madson. However, there’s another side to the story about Andrew Cunanan‘s murders that makes this moment in history so much more powerful and devastating. For all of the excellent work The Assassination of Gianni Versace has done to transform Cunanan’s victims from merely names into people who were sadly taken before their times, the FX series glosses over the police fumbles that ultimately led to Vesace’s death as well as the callous media circus this story became.

Whereas the first season of American Crime Story, The People v. O.J. Simpson, felt like a modern recreation of a well-known story, The Assassination of Gianni Versace feels far more character focused. Between detailed plot points taken directly from real life, the series spends most of its time imagining the emotions and relationships between everyone connected to Andrew Cunanan (Darren Criss) and Gianni Versace (Edgar Ramirez). It’s a touching approach, one which makes the deaths of these murdered men feel far more painful and humanizing than the more scandalous news cycle from this time ever did. However, in between examining the shocking similarities between Versace and the life Cunanan imagined for himself, it’s sometimes difficult to remember one of the main reasons why this story is being told in the first place. Versace’s murder was an almost completely preventable crime.

“I think it’s more than why he was killed. It was sort of why it was allowed to happen,” show creator Ryan Murphy said during FX’s panel for The Assassination of Gianni Versace during TCA’s summer tour in 2017. “Part of the thing that we talk about in the show is one of the reasons Andrew Cunanan was able to make his way across the country and pick off these victims, many of whom were gay, was because of homophobia at the time. Homophobia, particularly within the various police organizations that refused in Miami to put up ‘wanted’ posters, even though they knew that Andrew Cunanan had probably committed many of these murders and was probably headed that way, all of which we deal with in the show. So I thought that that was a really interesting thing to examine, to look at again, particularly with the president we have and the world that we live in.”

There are instances of this overwhelming police incompetence in American Crime Story, but the most compelling moments in Versace often don’t point them out. However, they are absolutely worth exploring because they are largely what transform this story from a serial killer’s spree to a crime of cultural significance. One of the most glaring examples of incompetence from law enforcement happened early in Cunanan’s killing spree. Following the murders of Jeff Trail and David Madson, who were believed to have been murdered in Minnesota, Cunanan traveled to Lee Miglin’s home in Chicago, Illinois. Shortly after Miglin’s murder, there was a stalemate between Minnesota and Illinois authorities as both law enforcement agencies wanted to bring the serial killer to justice. Things only got more complicated with the murders of William Reesein New Jersey and Gianni Versace in Florida.

That is nothing to say of the subtle homophobia that characterized the case. In Vulgar Favors: Andrew Cunanan, Gianni Versace, and the Largest Failed Manhunt in U.S. History, Maureen Orth writes at length about how Cunanan’s sexuality affected how he was pursued. The most clear example of this is lack of flyers in Miami. The Assassination of Gianni Versace covers this oversight in its first two episodes. By the time Cunanan made it to Miami, he had already murdered four people and was on the FBI’s 10 Most Wanted Fugitives List. Instead of alerting all of the gay bars in the Miami area, authorities chose to target a few, believing that Cunanan’s status as a male escort would mean he would only visit certain nightclubs. This spoke to a misunderstanding of Cunanan’s character and the South Florida LBGT community that would come to haunt authorities. Cunanan visited several nightclubs while in Miami and even allegedly admitted he was a serial killer to one customer.

More than perhaps anything else, the failures of the Cunanan case boil down to homophobia. The fact that Versace’s murder happened highlights how little authorities understood and wanted to understand the LGBT community as well as how that same community mistrusted them. One one hand, Vulgar Favors takes care to note that the Miami Police Department is one of the busiest in the country, as it largely has to deal with cartel and drug-related crimes. But on the other hand, it’s hard to argue that Cunanan was anything resembling a criminal mastermind. Authorities suspected him of these murders almost immediately, and most of his murders were equally brutal and sloppy. Two of the only reasons he got away with so many deaths for so long are because he happened to cross state lines and because he targeted a population that needed protection from authorities the most but was overwhelmingly unprotected. That’s the real crime of Gianni Versace’s death. It could have been avoided at so many points if people would have paid attention.

During a recent interview with Decider, executive producers Nina Jacobson and Brad Simpson revealed that the original scripts for The Assassination of Gianni Versace did focus more on missteps from authorities. However, that element was edited because of the lack of overarching narrative and to make more room to tell the victims’ stories. “Part of it was the difficulty that, because it was this national manhunt with different states involved, there wasn’t necessarily one person or one character story that you could tell of somebody who was on the hunt, putting the clues together,” Jacobson said. “So we didn’t feel as though we had as much character drama coming from the police investigation side.”

However, there’s a third party at least partially responsible for Versace’s murder — the mainstream media. The way Orth presents it, the media climate surrounding Andrew Cunanan’s crimes was initially nonexistent and then overwhelming. There was very little coverage around the murders of Jeff Trail and David Madson in publications not catered to LBGT audiences, but Lee Miglin’s status as a fairly well-known member of Chicago society changed that. After his murder, Cunanan started to be discussed more by the mainstream outlets, which took advantage of Chicago law enforcement’s many leaks. Specific details about the brutal way Miglin was murdered were published, but the leak that changed the course of history was the one connected to Lee Miglin’s car phone. After murdering the esteemed real estate developer, Cunanan stole his car, which authorities tried to track through the car phone’s GPS. It was later found that Cunanan had ripped out the phone’s antennae, an action he presumably took after learning about the tracking from the news.

Whatever interest there was in the case transformed into a media frenzy during the eight days between Versace’s murder and Cunanan’s suicide. In Vulgar Favors, Orth dedicates an entire chapter to the absurd amount of money that was thrown around by tabloids, the appropriately titled “Show Me the Money.” Enquire allegedly paid one of Cunanan’s old roommates $85,000 for a dubious story about Cunanan’s sexual fantasies about Tom Cruise. An old friend of the serial killer’s was allegedly offered anywhere from $15,000 to $25,000 for an exclusive story and received 175 requests from press and television (he eventually turned them all down). One of Cunanan’s old acquaintances was paid $4,000 from Hard Copy to talk about Cunanan on TV. In the course of researching Vulgar Favors, Orth even reveals she was turned down for a few interviews from Cunanan’s more affluent friends because she didn’t pay.

Together, this is what makes the Cunanan case so truly horrific. Very early in the investigation, authorities knew that Andrew Cunanan was responsible for these murders. The killer even used his real name on at least one form that was supposed to be processed by the Miami PD (a pawn shop form) and used his real name during his daily life. Despite this transparency and despite the fact that Cunanan left a shocking trail of evidence in his wake, his killing spree lasted from April 27, 1997 until he killed himself on July 23, 1997. He was largely ignored when he was the most dangerous to the LGBT community, but after he claimed his most famous victim, he became, if only for a brief period of time, a must-watch spectacle. That’s the real tragedy buried at the center of The Assassination of Gianni Versace. It’s a story about how America failed a minority community when they needed it most, and it may be the saddest one Ryan Murphy has ever tackled.

Before writing Vulgar Favors, Orth covered the Cunanan case for Vanity Fair in the article “The Killer’s Trail.” You can read that piece in full here.

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American Crime Story S02.E04: House By The Lake

Fade up on a cheery tourist video for Minneapolis, lit with contemporaneously cheese-ish overbrightness, then cut to a title card telling us it’s April 27, 1997 – one week before Lee Miglin’s murder. Then we’re at the gorgeous, massive loft of David Madson. He’s on the cordless, pitching himself for a project, and he promises he won’t let the caller down as Andrew Cunanan looms into the frame, and this probably isn’t the first time he’s done this, but he has his t-shirt tucked into his jeans and no belt, like, why is this a thing on TV? | 8 February 2018

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‘The Assassination of Gianni Versace’ Episode 4 recap: Toxic friendship

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Warning: This recap of the “House by the Lake” episode of The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story contains spoilers.

Entertainment doesn’t have to always be fun. Really, its main job is to provoke sensations in us that, even when unpleasant, help reframe our real experiences or bring insight into our lives. That is how fictional stories can feel not only true but essential.

The bulk of “House by the Lake” transpired between two now-dead men, so it’s impossible to know the thoughts, fears, or inner lives of either party leading up to their deaths. But in spending an hour exploring the final days of David Madson (via an incredible performance by Cody Fern), we know not only of his decency and humanity, but also about the life and (literal) death struggles of gay men in the 1990s. Aside from the camp value of the 1990s fashion scene (and Penelope Cruz’s instantly iconic performance) there has been almost no fun to derive from The Assassination of Gianni Versace. But that doesn’t mean it’s not great and important and endlessly heartbreaking. Let’s talk about this episode!

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We began with what appeared to be a ’90s-era infomercial from the Minneapolis Tourism Board that strangely did not include any Prince music!

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It looked like a nice place back then, and definitely not the kind of place where a senseless, gay-rage-fueled murder was about to take place.

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This was one week before the Lee Miglin murder, explored in the previous episode. Andrew Cunanan was hanging out with his successful architect buddy David in David’s sweet loft. But apparently David had made two fatal mistakes: He didn’t like-like Andrew Cunanan back, and also he had openly talked about his successful career. Those are both Andrew Cunanan’s biggest turn-offs if we’re being frank.

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Making matters worse, David was clearly in love with their other friend, Jeff. (Finn Wittrock had a free afternoon at some point apparently.) So when Andrew Cunanan summoned Jeff to the loft, it was not to hang out and watch Friends or ER. It was to murder him with a hammer right in front of David.

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From this shocking and disgusting act onward, the episode became a tense hostage crisis in which a terrified (and heartbroken) David couldn’t seem to get away from Andrew Cunanan.

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Andrew may not have been fully sane, but he fully had a gun. All David could really do was pretend things were normal, that they were still hanging out, and look for any opportunity to sneak off.

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The horror and sadness of these scenes were so overwhelming that I was borderline relieved when we got to see a close-up of the latex dummy meant to be Finn Wittrock’s body. It was so bad and also it looked like Andrew McCarthy?

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Thus concludes the only remotely fun thing about this otherwise heartbreaking episode.

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After Andrew forced David to ditch the loft with him, a co-worker swung by to check in on David and found blood stains on the buffed concrete. Later, when detectives arrived, we got the sinking feeling that yet again the investigation would be hobbled by their evident discomfort and unfamiliarity with gay people. Certain immediate assumptions were just Occam’s Razor type mistakes, like the identities of the victim and killer. But when they came across some gay paraphernalia (including gay porn on DVD! In 1997!) it’s like they immediately wrote off the crime as part of some sick, gay underworld thing. When really it was just a psycho who murdered his friend out of jealousy, a thing that happens to 100% of straight people according to Investigation Discovery.

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The episode also explored David’s background, in particular his relationship with (and coming out to) his father. This included touching flashbacks in which young David signaled that he was not like other boys (in that he hated murdering ducks) and his man’s-man father assured him that was okay. I was already tearing up.

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As he sat trapped in Cunanan’s passenger seat, David even wept when he thought about how now the world would know he was gay, and he wondered what his parents would say, or what their friends would say. Again, if you are not a gay person who lived in the 1990s, try to imagine feeling so terrified of basic existence in society. And in addition to that, imagine there is a disease decimating your peers. If there’s one thing we can take away from this (admittedly hard-to-watch) series, it’s that life was truly hell for a lot of good people back then. Because, man. He is literally a hostage but is now most concerned that his parents’ store will lose business.

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In a lovely surprise, Aimee Mann ended up playing the folk singer at a dive bar Andrew and David stopped at. While David considered attempting to escape through the bathroom window, Mann sang a cover of The Cars’ “Drive” and it verged on sublime. This guy knows what I’m talking about:

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It had been a while since we’d seen Cunanan expressing anything resembling a human emotion, so this was unsettling. Part of him must have known he was past the point of no return. Yes he had successfully gotten the man he loved to go on the open road with him. But if we’re being real, he did not achieve this by very honest means.

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In another flashback we learned that David had worked extremely hard in architecture school and won a prestigious award, perhaps mainly to impress his father enough so that when he came out to him, his father wouldn’t be overly angry. And in the scene where he finally did it, his father did express disappointment, but even more devastatingly, he seemed disappointed that his son couldn’t tell him this without also delivering “good news.” The whole thing would have seemed unbearably sad if the father hadn’t seemed like a decent, loving man at his core. So many weren’t/aren’t as lucky to have dads like that. Ugh, the ’90s.

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In the episode’s final heartbreak (which we knew was coming), David attempted to finally rebuke Cunanan and run away from him. The episode allowed us to think he’d dodged Cunanan’s bullets and taken cover in a lake side cabin, where he enjoyed one last visit with his father.

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But no. He had not outrun the bullets. He’d been struck down right there, and then finished off by a reprehensible madman.

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Cunanan laid down to cuddle his slaughtered friend, but from our perspective he did not deserve the companionship even a corpse would afford. Just ask this cricket:

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For the past two weeks we’ve seen Andrew Cunanan embody every gay fear and insecurity (both society’s and gay peoples’ own) and use his warped mind to destroy upstanding, good men. Good men, the kind he could never be and never would be. A smarter person than me could write an articulate essay about how Cunanan was a product of his time, or a symbol, or whatever. But the more important take-away from these two episodes, I think, was the greatness and dignity of Lee Miglin and David Madson. Though Cunanan ultimately wielded the tools by which they died, The Assassination of Gianni Versace wants to remind us that the world they existed in was at the very least complicit. It’s a dark thought, but a necessary one. And that’s how a show as complicated and frankly stomach-churning as this one is as essential as television gets.

‘The Assassination of Gianni Versace’ Episode 4 recap: Toxic friendship

American Crime Story: Versace Season 1 Episode 4 Review: House by the Lake

Another week peeling back the layers of a killer.

American Crime Story: Versace Season 1 Episode 4 introduces us to someone who knew Andrew intimately. A friend, a person who knew thought they knew who Andrew Cunanan was.

But as the event leading up to Versace’s death play out, it’s very clear that no one knew just how twisted Andrew Cunanan really was.

While overall this series has been top notch in terms of casting and the overall look has been outstanding, isn’t hasn’t been without criticism. The pacing and general confusion being chief among them.

In the past two installments alone, we’ve been introduced to characters we know absolutely nothing about and we’re immediately expected to feel for them and their current situations. Having both episodes begin with a murder or the insinuation of one, does make the audience sympathetic but it doesn’t make it less confusing.

We’ve heard the names David Madson and Jeff Trail before in passing, but if you’re unfamiliar with the case in general, it may take a few moments to understand what’s happening when they first appear on screen.

Jeff: He took something from my new apartment.
David: Yeah. What’d he take?
Jeff: My gun.

Of all of Andrew’s victims, Jeff and David were the two h who had a relationship with Andrew. At the time of their deaths, Andrew was in town staying with David.

Through a brief conversation between David and Jeff, it sounds like a bit of a love triangle may be at play. Or just a heavy amount of jealously on Andrew’s part. Either way, Jeff doesn’t last ten seconds in David’s apartment before Andrew sneaks up and attacks him with a hammer.

It’s another brutal, brutal murder and shows again that these killings are very personal to Andrew. He wants these men to suffer.

Everything that comes after Jeff’s death is a chance for the actor playing David to shine. And he truly does.

David is shell-shocked and in a state of duress and panic for forty minutes straight. When Andrew pulled him into the shower so they could both wash the blood off their bodies, I desperately wanted David to just knock Andrew in the teeth and make a run for it.

There were several other times I just wanted David to run away or to just scream, but that’s so easy to say from the outside. David was panicked, scared for his life and standing face to face with a psychopath.

There’s no telling what anyone would do in that situation.

It doesn’t help that Andrew is a master manipulator and is able to slowly convince David that they could both be implicated in Jeff’s murder.

Or does he?

David: Are you gonna hurt anyone else?
Andrew: No.
David: I need you to promise me.
Andrew: I promise you. No one else will get hurt as long as you’re by my side.

When they first set off on the run and David is given the chance to seek help while left alone for a few minutes, he chooses not to. Instead he returns to David and continues onward. It’s a puzzling thing to witness because there’s so many times you just want him to scream or yell that he’s in danger. But that moment never comes.

While running, David has a sort of epiphany about Andrew and Jeff’s death and it’s interesting to see that Andrew was able to run his con on people for so long.

We don’t spend enough time with Jeff to get a sense of who he was, but through flashbacks and almost hallucinations, we get to see David as a boy and his need to please his father.

Eventually Andrew has enough of David’s backhanded comments and unwillingness to go along with the plan and he snaps. We’ve seen Andrew snap before and even though I knew where this was headed, I desperately wanted it to be wrong.

Is that why you killed Jeff? You loved him. It was so obvious. But he figured you out, didn’t he? Took him a few years but he finally saw the real you. And you killed him for it. – David [to Andrew]

The episode ends right before Andrew heads to Chicago to see Lee Miglin. So, my assumption is the next week will lead us up to Jeff’s fateful trip to David’s apartment.

I’m still not sold on this style of storytelling, as at times things feel incredibly disjointed and the redundant the next. I’m saving my opinion on that until I see the series in its entirety.

Once again, we had an entry without the Versace’s. Considering the splashy casting moves and promotion has heavily involved the Versace name, they haven’t gotten nearly as much screen time as I would have thought so far.

And it feels like there is still more unfinished business with Andrew and his backstory, so it’s hard to say when they will be coming back.

Are you missing that element of the story? Do you like the standalone episodes that give us greater insight into Andrew’s other victims?

American Crime Story: Versace Season 1 Episode 4 Review: House by the Lake

‘The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story’ Episode 4 Recap: Andrew and David, Me and Ryan

Like many a gay man, I have a fraught relationship with Ryan Murphy.

This isn’t exactly novel. Murphy is the man who gave Millennial gay boys their teen gay romance dreams in Glee with Kurt and Blaine. He routinely serves us gay icons in rotation on American Horror Story. And he turned Sarah Paulson into an honest-to-God star. But he also derailed Glee with too many guest stars and flights of fancy, and makes every season of American Horror Story unbearable by the end. That’s not even mentioning what a disaster shows like Nip/Tuck and The New Normal became under his supervision.

He gives and he takes with both hands, to say the least. Suffering through much of the toxic and unnecessary American Horror Story: Cult (which I could actually never bring myself to finish) only solidified my resolve: Murphy’s good work isn’t enough to cancel out his significant flaws. Save for maybe the Charles and Diana season of Feud (I did just finish bingeing The Crown, so I have needs), I was ready to wash my hands of him.

Then came The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story.

Specifically, then came the fourth episode of the miniseries, which does not feature Edgar Ramirez’s Gianni Versace at all — nor Penelope Cruz’s Donatella, for that matter. “House by the Lake” is a twist on a bottle episode: Instead of limiting locations, writer Tom Rob Smith and director Daniel Minahan limit storylines. The only people we spend substantial time with are Andrew Cunanan (Darren Criss), and his second victim, David Madson (Cody Fern). The story itself is compact: Andrew kills former friend Jeff Trail (Finn Wittrock), and forces David to escape with him through a combination of blackmail and manipulation. In the process, the team produces something truly extraordinary: an episode of TV that doesn’t just understand the damaging effects of internalized homophobia, but communicates them in a way that makes me reflect on my own gay shame.

But look at that: I said “the team.” And I highlighted the director and writer. Not Murphy. Because even now, after having watched this fantastic episode of TV twice, I still can’t quite square in my head that Ryan Murphy — the same Ryan Murphy who once had Kurt’s glee club teammates sing Bruno Mars’ “Just the Way You Are” to him, at his mother’s wedding — could produce such a vital gay work. But American Crime Story is his show, and his team works with him to make his vision real. Murphy deserves the credit.

He deserves the credit for the layered, surprisingly complex characterization of David. Though the Cunanan murders are all question marks in one way or another — be it motive or details about the victim that remain sketchy — David Madson is the biggest blank. So Smith and Murphy have fleshed him out into being a deconstruction, of sorts, of the Best Little Boy in the World stereotype. David is a clean-cut young man, an architect striving to be the best in his office. When he was younger, as we see in a flashback, he sought his dad’s approval by getting the best grades and academic awards. He only comes out to his father after presenting him with evidence of scholastic achievement.

“You waited until you won this award to tell me?” his father asks. David can only squeak out that he wanted to pair “good news” with “bad news.”

The irony is, David Madson was very good. As Murphy and Smith tell it, he was a sweet guy, patient to a fault with Andrew’s disturbing behavior, and good at his job. But he felt shame regardless. He felt embarrassed about having some sexual interests — nothing horrifying, just non-heteronormative. He felt he had to hide these parts of himself. He felt gay shame.

Andrew uses that shame to his advantage in this episode. He questions how David’s family might respond upon learning about David’s desires. He ponders whether they’ll actually believe that David had nothing to do with Jeff’s murder. He plants seeds of doubt that take hold in David’s mind, making the architect worry that the image of him as wholesome and good has been shattered.

For most of the episode’s runtime, Andrew is physically keeping David with him, either with hands or with threat of gun violence. The young architect has no choice; he’s stuck on the run. But there’s one moment, in a bathroom bar with a cracked window, that David has his chance to escape.

And he doesn’t take it.

Smith’s script zeroes in on a particularly insidious part of Andrew Cunanan’s spree: He, a gay man, uses his would-be lover’s insecurities about his own sexuality to trap David with him. We see David shift from resistant to angry to resigned through their trip out of Minneapolis. But because of the psychological damage Andrew does to him, he can’t take his way out when he has it. He’s too worried about the ways which his family won’t accept his dirty laundry, or won’t believe his innocence. The price of that choice, of course, is his life.

Heartbreakingly, David isn’t wrong in his assumption. Despite knowing the kind of man his son is, all it takes is detectives telling David’s father that there are things he and his wife “don’t know” about his son for him to grow suspicious. We don’t see more of his reaction, so it’s possible he’d have been fine. But the fear of his father’s reaction lingers, both for us and for David.

At the end of this installment, Andrew shoots and kill David. He would go on to kill three more, Lee Miglin being the next, before his killing spree ended in his own suicide. But because of the series’ reverse structure, in the next few episodes, viewers will learn more about both David and Jeff, the first man Andrew killed. We’ll get more of Fern’s extraordinary performance as David, for which he should almost certainly receive attention come Emmys time.

But there’s something about the end of this episode that feels final, largely because how Smith, Murphy, and Minahan structure it as a complete story. David is a tragic figure, undone by his own fears and shame thanks to the manipulations of a former fling-turned-spree killer. He’s hardly the only good man to fall victim to his own shame.

For this thoughtful, heartbreaking portrait of gay shame, Murphy has something I can honestly say I’ve never felt for him before: respect. He may be a frustrating creator, but any artist who can work with a team and execute a vision so nuanced and so vital deserves our attention. It’s my delight to say that the rest of this series is just as great, too.

‘The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story’ Episode 4 Recap: Andrew and David, Me and Ryan

American Crime Story Review: The Horror of Homophobia

Rating: 9.0

And now we know where he got the gun.

It’s interesting, going backward. I mean, we all do it sometimes; life isn’t linear, as much as we’re trained to expect it to be. But in a TV or film narrative the convention of starting at the end and heading back, not to the beginning and forward again, but to the previous step, the one before that, the thing that happens the week before—that trick seems to inject a level of horror born of its own banality. The quotidian-ness of psychopathy might be its scariest feature. By this point it’s clear that we’re building backward to a horrifying back story about Andrew Cunanan (Darren Criss). I found myself wondering if we were supposed to be developing a strange pity for him, for whatever happened to him to make him what he is. I have concluded that we are not—let’s see if I still feel that way by the end.

If last week’s episode was in some ways the most artistically interesting episode we’ve seen so far, this one’s definitely the biggest kick to the gut. We open in the apartment of David Madson (Cody Fern), a young architect. He seems to have fallen into a boyfriend situation with Andrew, but there’s a third guy, Jeff Trail (Finn Wittrock), who seems to have been involved with both of them (and been duly creeped out by Andrew). “I don’t feel sorry for him,” Jeff insists on the way up to the apartment with David.

“Then why are you here?”

“He took something from my apartment.”

“What?”

“My gun.”

Jeff’s bludgeoned to death with a hammer the minute he walks in, and the shocked and terrified David can’t quite get away. Andrew proposes a “road trip” to start a new life in Mexico. David seems to know he’s probably not going to survive this, but he’s determined to try.

I don’t know, I remember the ’90s pretty clearly and even spent a brief portion of that decade in Minnesota, and in my memory there was not really this level of shock and shame and secrecy around being gay, though for sure I knew plenty of people for whom coming out to their parents was an ordeal. I think there’s a little poetic license being taken to heighten the homophobia in the series and this episode especially. But it doesn’t lessen the truth of the situation at all: It does what poetic license should do and makes poetry of the thing. Here, though it’s been hinted at, toyed with, before, is where homophobia, shame, and sociopathy become dazzlingly and horribly entwined. The episode is relentless in its casual brutality, from David’s flashback of stroking the bill of a duck his dad’s just shot on a father-son hunting trip (as barely depicted as it is, David’s relationship with his father is heartrending) to the gloriously bleak appearance of Aimee Mann in a roadside bar, to the obvious fear David and Jeff feel toward Andrew and its inextricability from a feeling of needing to stick together. As Cunanan drags David through a rest stop parking lot, David sees a woman watching them, arms around each other, and exclaims, “She knows who I am! Why else would she be looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like she hates me.”

Cunanan doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to. The actual crime of murder and the social crime of being queer have suddenly become linked. It’s horrible to watch. Good-natured, hard-working David doesn’t even see it; he’s (understandably) consumed by the fact that he’s been abducted by a man who’s just committed a murder and could easily kill him as well. The look on Cunanan’s face is a little different. And it speaks volumes. He knows what the woman is reacting to, and you get a sense for just a minute that, in his own mind, this somehow confirms, justifies, indemnifies his actions—in society’s eyes he’s already a frightening aberration, right?

It’s the notion that they are both already condemned for being gay that Cunanan uses to manipulate and coerce David from frying pan to fire. David tries to get away, fails. Tries, fails. Tells Andrew he was briefly fooled by his lies, but sees him for what he is. Enrages him. Begs for his life.

Fails.

Meanwhile, the casually creepy homophobia that infiltrates the police investigations into all of the Cunanan killings is brought into the sharpest focus we’ve seen since the interrogation of Versace’s partner in the first episode. The minute the cops learn David’s gay, they start acting “different.” Despite eyewitness accounts from friendly neighbors who could tell something was going on, the immediate assumption when they learn that David is blond, unlike the body in the living room, is that David has killed Andrew. It takes a remarkably long time for them to get that there’s a third man involved, and it’s all full of subtle hints that gay porn and sex toys found in the apartment somehow have something significant to do with the murder. When questioning David’s distraught parents, the detective smugly informs them, “Oh, trust me, there’s a lot you don’t know about your son.” The way the scene is juxtaposed with a flashback of David showing his dad his architecture school award and then coming out to him is all the more bittersweet and all the more enraging for it. Two things are beginning to swim into focus. The people Andrew Cunanan targets do have something in common. They are makers of one sort of another, creators of real, actual, tangible things. And they have a particular kind of earned self-acceptance that he will never have. He knows he will never have it, and the only thing he can come up with to do about it is destroy it.

He shoots David in the back as David tries to run away. We re-enter his memory of that father-son hunting trip, only now his father is handing the cup of coffee to the adult David. Same cabin, same clothes, same smile. It’s the last thing David sees before Andrew shoots him again, in the face. Andrew seems to have a proclivity for mutilating people’s faces. Then he snuggles up to David’s body, lying with him in the grass for a few minutes before getting up and back into the car.

Next stop: Chicago.

American Crime Story Review: The Horror of Homophobia