Thursday, March 4, 2010
The MARCH of Death, Day 4: 'Carrie'
REMINDER: These reviews will be brief, as there are 31 in total to write this month. The purpose is to give a few brief thoughts about each film and consequently open the door to discussion.
I've heard it said more times than not, that Stephen King's adaptations on a whole are very poorly done. For the shear volume of his works that have been turned into films, I beg to differ: The Shining, Creepshow, Christine, Firestarter, Cat's Eye, Silver Bullet, Stand By Me, Pet Semetary, Misery, The Dark Half, Dolores Claiborne, The Green Mile, The Shawshank Redemption, The Mist, OK I'll stop now. And in my very humble opinion, Carrie is the most successful of these adaptations. Lensed by Brian DePalma, Carrie tells the story of a young misfit girl who fits in neither at school or at home. Constantly berated and emotionally strangled by her own mother, Carrie is quite a pitiful mess. This sad sack of a teen also has some pretty terrifying ways of relieving her grief and stress on those who inflict it upon her. In a performance that breaks your heart and soils your undies in equal parts: Sissy Spacek shows you the worst possible outcome of bullying. Even when things seem to go poor Carrie's way, the stars and her peers inevitably line up against her and virtually give her no choice. Just think about the possibilities if you had her special “gift.” What would you have done? Well, let's just say, I think the kids at the prom got off a bit easy. Over 30 years old, King's words still hold up on the screen and Ms. Spacek's performance still requires a change of undergarments upon completion of viewing. It has nothing to do with Satan. It's me. If I concentrate hard enough I can make things move...
Director: Brian DePalma
Starring: Sissy Spacek
9/10 Farmhouses ~ Chris Conduit