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An A to Z of the World's Deadliest Movie Reviews From Affleck
to Zeta Jones
SELECT VICTIMS BY INITIAL LETTER OF SURNAME
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Brian De Palma
Director, The Fury (1978)
Flashy, kaleidoscopic nonsense which never even begins to make sense but is used as the
basis for the director's showing-off, which is occasionally worth a look for those with hardened stomachs.
(Halliwell’s Film Guide)
Writer, Director, Dressed to Kill (1980)
Sophomoric soft-core pornography, vulgar manipulation of the emotions for mere sensation, salacious but inept dialogue that is a cross between comic-strip Freudianism and sniggering double entendres, and a plot line so full of holes as to be at best a dotted line. The murder scene is profoundly distasteful... fashion-magazine chic a la Helmut Newton - perhaps the unholiest form of titillation. Claims by De Palmists notwithstanding, this is neither unblinking stoicism; nor, more preposterous yet, the meting out of poetic justice. It is moral aphasia, and something uglier still: the drawing out of murder into languorous, lascivious excitation.
(John Simon, National Review)
By casting a halo of excitement around killing, a glow of degradation around living, and linking the two in a queasy, guilty partnership, de Palma is asking us to celebrate the joys of barbarism in a world already drunk on rape, torture, murder and war.
(Sunday Times)
Key to Symbols