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Basic Instinct
Catherine, a novelist with an insatiable sexual appetite, becomes a prime suspect when her boyfriend is brutally murdered -- a crime she had described in her latest story.
Release : | 1992 |
Rating : | 7.1 |
Studio : | Le Studio Canal+, Carolco Pictures, TriStar Pictures, |
Crew : | Art Department Assistant, Art Direction, |
Cast : | Michael Douglas Sharon Stone George Dzundza Jeanne Tripplehorn Leilani Sarelle |
Genre : | Thriller Mystery |
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Memorable, crazy movie
Good concept, poorly executed.
Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.
The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.
Ok, I know that many wouldn't agree with me, but I think that BASIC INSTINCT is one of the worst movies ever made in the last fifty years - especially since it reached a cult status and many, including a friend of mine, love it (!!!). It's one of the many depraved thrillers of the 1990s. Instead of good film making, Paul Verhoeven decided to write a corny and nasty thriller. It resulted in a wild assault on sensibility using many bad words, many violence and including lots and lots of sex scenes with Stone and Douglas. It's easy to say many bad words and put many sex scenes in a movie, but this ruined the movie, since the writing was absent and was, I think, written by a turtle. And the movie was supposed to be great? NO WAY IN HELL! Verhoeven's mantra was 'in doubt, let Michael Douglas exploding of anger and have sex with Sharon Stone like 5 times in the movie, yeah, 5 TIMES!!!''. Many praised Douglas and Stone's performance, but for me they were very broad and clownish, and mating all the time like crazed dolphins. (a big facepalm follows) There is no subtlety and nothing good in the movie.I think that this movie is adequate only to a stupid and sex-crazed audience that is used to have the brain damaged by these movies. Stay away from this movie like poison, you will be proud of following my advice! Even Harold P. Warren (the director of ''Manos the Hands of Fate'') could have made a better movie given the budget for this movie.
Basic Instinct was a huge hit and a cultural phenomenon when it was released and it is easy to see why. The sex scenes are raw and just a few steps away from being a legitimate pornographic film. The violence- although not often- is quite brutal and the blood flows like water. But the film is quite good as a detective story. Michael Douglas was in top form back when this came out and Sharon Stone finally hit the big leagues after playing the famous Catherine Tramell character. Featuring great noir-ish overtone and gorgeous locations Basic Instinct is a winner
The suspense and building of tension is off the charts in this Paul Verhoeven movie. As a fellow Dutchman I am proud of his work! The erotic feel throughout the movie is very appealing, as well as the intellectual conversations.I saw the movie in the cinema and it was mind-blowing. Not one dull moment because of the mysterious Catherine Tramell. The flirting and courting between the two lead characters is very sexy. The jealousy and mind games are nice to watch as well as the raw emotions that cause death and betrayal. A masterpiece that fitted Sharon Stone as a glove. Her best work I think. The movie music is just right and adds to the mysteriousness.A must-watch movie that has survived a lot of controversy!
Everyone and the audience in Basic Instinct has seen a noir, or a Hitchcock. That is, except for our lead detective protagonist, who walks right into danger's arms and willingly embraces it. The first half and hour or so of the film is full of furious winking at the viewer. We have to play along with what seems like parody. Stone's reveal is with a knowing smirk on her face, as if she knows what everyone knows, that she will curl him around her fingers and get him to do whatever she wants. She might as well have a big, blinking sign floating above her head reading 'FEMME FATALE'. There is a bespectacled therapist ripped straight out of The Big Sleep, and who isn't fooling anyone; she immediately takes the glasses off, and is revealed to be another sexy conquest of Nick's after they air their dirty laundry out in the open. Catherine's massive inherited mansion seems to be eternally lit with shadowy rays of light bouncing off the pool - a perfect noir storm. She opens the door in revealing clothing and then proceeds to flaunt her naked body anyway in full sight of the detectives. No wait, that's not obvious enough. Later on she tells Nick a couple of key facts: one, she's not wearing any underwear, two, he'll pick up the drink and cigarette again, three, she's very good at lying, and four, she's going to kill him. Nick's partner, a bumbling, heavyset oaf, is oblivious to the searing sexual tension in the car. They're basically having sex from the first time they lay eyes on each other, and the dialogue is the foreplay. It's a wonder the actors can wrest with lines this heavy with a straight face. Every word is twisted, double edged, laced with the suggestion of "we're gonna bang". 'Sex' is actually only used seven times in the whole script, but with Verhoeven's penchant to linger on their sultry stares for a second or five too long, it seems like hundreds. Yet one could never accuse Verhoeven films of being straightforward - look to those who missed the point of Starship Troopers. This one's a little tricky. If you know Verhoeven you have to give him some benefit of the doubt. The first half of the film plays like a B-movie noir parody - not just once, but twice, Stone has an excuse to get out the ice pick and get stabby stabby. Haven't these people ever heard of an ice tray? The movie world is where a degree in psychology means you can pull a man's mind apart with ease - she knows Nick's whole history, his vices, his temptations. Beth, the actual shrink, sort of flails around helplessly. So Verhoeven shows that he knows the genre inside out, and that he's self aware. But the second half takes itself far too seriously. Having shown all its cards, it doesn't know how to conclude, so it just shoves the pair back under the covers. And after two hours of suggesting that there is more than meets the eye to this girl, it goes back on its word. Oh, she was serious when she announced out loud that she was going to kill him? I thought she was supposed to be the smart one.