The more films from the early 1990s that I watch, the more I become convinced that it was just a really weird time period where everything was a little off somehow and it just feels mildly embarrassing 20 years later. Sliver is both a part of the erotic thriller era and the yuppie thriller period (although I guess in general, erotic thrillers are generally a subsect of yuppie thrillers, which are just slasher films with legit actors playing people with legit jobs). The film is a big confused mess about a woman and women in one apartment building that are basically terrorized by two men who are prototype versions of the both extremes of Dennis Reynolds - one is a voyeur, the other is a murderer. My friend dug up the Entertainment Weekly cover story about the tumultuous making of the film. Multiple endings were shot because no one could agree who should be the worse creepy guy, and producer Robert Evans was hospitalized twice with chest pain. But on with the "true 90s kid"-ness!
Monday, October 13, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Who Are You, Polly Maggoo? (1966, Dir. William Klein) is centered around an American fashion model in Paris named Polly Maggoo, of course. The film never quite settles on what is fantasy and what is reality until the end of the film. It is also hard to say what type of P.O.V. the film is taking. Third person? A documentary of a TV documentary crew? Klein builds Polly as a construct from the beginning and Polly sees herself as a construct of sorts. The TV crew and especially the producer follow her around just because she is not being forthcoming enough, all the while constantly editing her piece in a positive, negative and almost irreverent fashion depending on their feelings towards her. One crew member is bent on depicting her as a Cinderella story while at the same time showing the darker version of the fairy tale and connecting it to the fashion industry.