SPOILERS FOR BOOGIE NIGHTS AND WONDERLAND BELOW

37 years ago this week, four people were bludgeoned to death in a Los Angeles split-level along Wonderland Avenue. It was the bloodiest crime any member of the LAPD had seen since the Manson family murders – bloodier, even. The ensuing investigation resulted in murder charges being brought against the world’s most famous porn star and one of the most notorious names in LA’s drug scene. Both were acquitted. One died forever denying any direct involvement in the murders; the other eventually struck a plea deal and lived well into his 80s before dying as a free man.

At the dawn of the new century, the Wonderland murder case inspired two wildly different movies: Boogie Nights (1997) and Wonderland (2003). The former is Paul Thomas Anderson laying his best Scorsese impression over a fictionalized history of the Golden Age of Porn, using John Holmes stand-in Dirk Diggler as the throughline. When donkey-dick Diggler hits rock bottom of cocaine addiction and finds himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, this is what happens:

Now, that infamous scene actually has little to do with the specific details of the Wonderland case. Alfred Molina and his bodyguard are based on real people, as is Wahlberg, obviously, and there really was a fight over the mysterious contents of a coked-out foreigner’s safe. The actual Wonderland, however, was less a drug deal gone bad and more about one drug-dealing gang robbing the wrong dude (Eddie Nash, the inspiration for Molina’s character) and later suffering mortal consequences via lead pipes to the head. Anderson’s fictionalized version instead perfectly captures the essence of 80s drug culture and the moral despair of someone reaching the end result of making far too many bad decisions. How, honestly, do you ever top that?

The answer is you don’t.

Wonderland director James Cox knew as much, telling Willamette Week: “I’m such a tremendous fan of Boogie Nights that I really didn’t have any interest in treading on common ground.”

So, Wonderland, which Cox also co-wrote, takes a completely different approach, mixing a true crime procedural with a Rashomon gimmick. The specifics of the case are spelled out for us through contrasting police interviews with Holmes (played by Val Kilmer) and David Lind (Dylan McDermott), a member of the gang who was fortunate to not be at the house when the attackers came. Moreover, whereas Boogie Nights tells of the rise, fall and ultimate come back of its fictionalized Holmes Wonderland is exclusively concerned with chronicling the man’s lowest moment.

As Cox put it, “The bottom of the well is really what my movie is–it’s the terminal point for the night [Holmes] sold his soul for good and was damned.”

We open on Dawn Schiller (Kate Bosworth), Holmes’ teenage girlfriend who has just been thrown out of her dingy motel and has nowhere to go. A kindhearted Catholic (Carrie Fisher…no, seriously, Carrie Fisher) takes her in and preaches about turning her life around. Once Holmes finds them, though, he quickly squirrels Dawn away to a bathroom to do a couple of lines and maybe have a quick fuck. They are, of course, quickly thrown out, freed to traverse the Los Angeles hills in search of drugs.

This is the portion of the movie which is more or less told from Dawn’s point of view, and it’s a grand introduction to the life of 80s L.A. coke fiends. Kilmer, as Roger Ebert perfectly summarized, is instantly convincing as Holmes, “We see him charming, ugly, self-pitying, paranoid, and above all in need of a fix. Drugs have replaced sex as his obsession and occupation, and Kilmer does a good job of showing how an addict is always really thinking about only one thing.”

John finds her a different motel to stay at and leaves her there alone for days, eventually returning one early morning to crawl into bed next to her with a shell-shocked look on his face. Hours later, the cops bust the door down shortly after Dawn sees a news report about some murders on Wonderland Avenue. She has no idea what’s going on and John isn’t talking – not to her, not to the cops.

What exactly happened at Wonderland? Why did John come home looking like a broken soldier returning from battle?

That’s the question the rest of the film attempts to answer, following the police investigation and recreating Lind and Holmes’ contrasting testimonies.

Lind’s version of events paints a picture of John, a bonafide junkie they only kept around due to his celebrity, talking the gang into robbing a wealthy Arab friend of his who was sitting on a mountain of coke and had a backroom safe full of priceless antique guns and cash. John offered to open the back door to the guy’s house for them in exchange for an even cut of the money and drugs. They didn’t know the Arab they were robbing was “Eddie fucking Nash!” until they were actually in his house. Given Nash’s reputation for brutality, they were so freaked out afterward they laid low at the Wonderland house, locking the doors to anyone they didn’t already know. The only way Nash’s men could have gotten into the house to murder them is if they had been led there by someone the gang knew. That had to be Holmes, Lind yells.

John, not surprisingly, remembers it differently, telling the cops the robbery was the gang’s idea, not his, and they coerced him into helping them get into Eddie’s house. He repeatedly told them it was a bad idea, and afterward he left them on their own, sensing something bad was going to happen.

Thre are inconsistencies in both stories, however, and the investigators aren’t sure how much of either testimony is provable in court.

Wonderland’s Eddie Nash

Wonderland keeps doing this Rashomon thing because in all actuality there is only one confirmed surviving eyewitness to the murders and to this day she still has no memory of what actually happened. She only survived because the lead pipe which was dropped down on her skull didn’t quite finish the job. There was a bloody handprint at the scene later linked to John, but he eventually maintained while he was forced to watch the murders he didn’t actually harm anyone. A jury agreed with him, even though he didn’t testify, and he died of AIDS complications 6 years later.

Neither Sharon Holmes nor John ever testified in court; only Lind did.

The film’s wild card is Sharon Holmes (a wonderfully restrained Lisa Kudrow), John’s estranged wife who joins the story in the second half when both she and Dawn are placed in protective custody. While she wasn’t at Wonderland, John did show up at Sharon’s house after the murders, bloodied and muttering incoherently. When she asked where all the blood came from, he turned defensive, yelling “It was either them or me!” This is a memory she keeps to herself, and looks back on as she ponders if John actually did it. Her conclusion is clearly whatever was left of her husband’s soul disappeared that night.

Wonderland makes due with presenting each person’s version of events like this before using its final moments to actually depict the murders themselves – along with smash cuts to the actual crime scene photos – and pretty definitively argue who did what, putting a lead pipe in John’s hands and watching as he kills under threat of being murdered himself.

It’s a powerful ending, but there’s a bigger problem: Cox doesn’t seem to actually want to be making a movie about the Wonderland murders. Instead, he wants to make a movie about John Holmes, but Paul Thomas Anderson beat him to it. So, Wonderland has to twist itself into a Rashomon structure which wastes time taking a coke fiend and world-class liar like Holmes at his word before finally concluding in its final moment that, guess what, he was probably lying.

A casualty of Cox’s narrative compromise is none of the characters other than John, Dawn, and Sharon seem to matter. It’s all just one big puzzle board where all the pieces are coked-out nothings and silly little things like background, motives, and relationships need not apply. It makes Wonderland the type of film which sends you looking online for more information about the case because you’re still so confused over everything, like, hold on, where in the world did John’s wife come from?

Cox, making his feature-length debut and using all sorts of camera, editing, and soundtrack tricks, is not unlike Anderson with Boogie Nights in his clear desire to announce himself to the world as new, important filmmaker. However, he’s at his best when he just sits back and lets Val Kilmer and Lisa Kudrow play out a truly gripping scene like John and Sharon’s long-delayed argument over why they’re even still married and whether she still loves him. In moments like that, Wonderland truly does shine as a darker cousin to Boogie Nights. There aren’t a whole lot of moments like that, though.

THE BOTTOM LINE

A flawed mixture of true crime procedural and Rashomon as applied to one of Hollywood’s most notorious murder cases, Wonderland shines in its few standout moments as a worthwhile companion to Boogie Nights but mostly comes off as a lesser Hollywoodland.

RANDOM PARTING THOUGHTS

  1. Recommended further reading/listening for anyone interested in the real Wonderland case: John Gilmore’s L.A. Despair: A Landscape of Crimes & Misdeeds, the Wonderland portion of Legs McQueen’s oral history book The Other Hollywood, and the recent podcast series The Wonderland Murders by Hollywood & Crime.
  2. Factoids left out of the movie: Liberace’s lover proved to be a key witness in the case; John didn’t call Eddie after robbing him, like an idiot, but was instead picked up off the street by his thugs; after the cops decided against putting John into witness protection the first thing he did once they set him free was to go straight to Eddie’s house and not only beg for his life but also ask for a thousand dollars. Eddie gave him five hundred instead. It remains unclear to this day why exactly Eddie didn’t just kill him.
  3. There is a Paris Hilton cameo as John Holmes arm candy.
  4. Christina Applegate and Janeane Garofalo are both in this playing incredibly minor background characters. I already knew that going in, yet I still struggled to pinpoint Applegate’s cameo.

Wonderland is currently available to stream on HBO Now.

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Posted by Kelly Konda

Grew up obsessing over movies and TV shows. Worked in a video store. Minored in film at college because my college didn't offer a film major. Worked in academia for a while. Have been freelance writing and running this blog since 2013.

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