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Aug. 17, 1992: Reviews:Cinema
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1992
Aug. 17, 1992 The Balkans: Must It Go On?
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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REVIEWS, Page 63
CINEMA
Twin Piques
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<p>By Richard Corliss
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<l>TITLE: RAISING CAIN</l>
<l>WRITER AND DIRECTOR: Brian De Palma</l>
<l>TITLE: SINGLE WHITE FEMALE</l>
<l>DIRECTOR: Barbet Schroeder</l>
<l>WRITER: Don Roos</l>
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<p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Two thrillers from clever directors. One
outsmarts the audience; the other outsmarts itself.
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<p> We are all our own twins. We wage fratricidal war--ego
vs. id, propriety vs. instinct, the will to do good vs. the
itch to raise hell--on the battlefield of our split souls.
What is civilization if not the successful repression of the
evil twin in all of us? And what is cinema if not an artful
evocation of that same malevolent impulse? Seeing a thriller,
we are schizo sibs: the part of us that is scared and the part
that knows it's only a movie.
</p>
<p> The problem shared by Single White Female and Raising
Cain, two new evil-twin horror movies, is that the characin them
apparently haven't seen any movies. Just by having caught Fatal
Attraction, Allie Jones (Bridget Fonda) in Single White Female
could have avoided a lot of the grief she suffers at the hands
of her roommate-from-hell Hedy (Jennifer Jason Leigh). If Hedy's
possessive rages hadn't given Allie a hint, the dead pet would
have. And in Raising Cain, none of the cops has seen Psycho.
Otherwise they might have been suspicious of that tall creature
in a cheap shoulder-length wig sneaking out of the motel, while
all homicide was breaking loose.
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<p> We know there's nothing new under the sun or in the dark.
But sometimes the most sophisticated moviemakers forget how
familiar audiences are with old movie plots. Fonda and Leigh,
two gifted, diligent actresses, work hard to find subtleties in
their characters: the sweet thing who must locate her angry
strength and the sick thing who has been trying to duplicate
herself in other women's images ever since her twin sister died.
Director Barbet Schroeder (Reversal of Fortune) sweats too,
swathing the mayhem in dusky tones, shifting moods easily from
working-girl realism to nightmare melodrama. Yet the piece moves
so deliberately that the viewer is able to anticipate the next
atrocity, rather than getting thrilled by it.
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<p> Viewers' familiarity with the gore genre has never
bothered Brian De Palma. He has been considered a Hitchcock
groupie for so long that, by now, the slur seems like a badge.
The plot of Raising Cain--about a child psychologist (John
Lithgow) still under the spell of his mad-scientist father and
an evil twin named Cain--swipes from Psycho and Michael
Powell's sicko classic Peeping Tom. What's fun here is that De
Palma has rung cunning changes on Hitchcockian twists. What if
the car that Norman Bates watched sink into the swamp had a
woman inside, clawing to save her life? What if abnormal Norman
were to be questioned by the shrink who has decoded his warped
family life? And what if Norman were to escape from custody to
reveal an even creepier secret?
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<p> Movies can convince us of the impossible; they have
trouble with what Hitchcock called "the implausibles." Both
Single White Female and Raising Cain too often beg the question
"Why would such a smart person do such a stupid thing?" Single
White Female gets its best thrills early on, when Hedy is
falling in love with Allie--and filling the void inside both
of them. Sisterhood never looked so vulnerable. "You haven't
been yourself," Allie says to Hedy. "I know," her would-be twin
replies. "I've been you."
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<p> And De Palma, in career rehab from the Bonfire of the
Vanities debacle, seems liberated from plausibility. Instead he
proposes a labyrinth of alternate realities, replaying a scene
from different points of view, teasing the audience to guess
which one is the movie truth. Raising Cain makes Hitchcock's
favorite demurral--"It's only a movie, Ingrid"--sound like
a declaration of faith. For De Palma, who is happy to declare
himself Hitchcock's evil twin, "only a movie" is all that
Hollywood allows.
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