Basic Instinct - Film Review
August 21st 2006 22:05
One of the highest grossing movies of the 90s, Basic Instinct has left a visible mark in the collective consciousness of our generation. I never saw it, till yesterday, but I deeply understood that the infamous 'leg crossing interrogation' scene was something to hold your breath back.
It was with some raucous enthusiasm that I watched Basic Instinct last night with a female friend. During the first scene, an energentic sex scene leads to the grisly demise of the tied-up man, I knew we'd be in for Sex & Violence.
'Oooh,' cooed my friend as Sharon Stone made her first nude appearance, 'look at that ass!'
The plot of Basic Instinct is suitably clever, with twists and turns... it's the usual mystery-thriller fare, where we're not sure who the killer is, and the movie tricks us into thinking it's someone else. Whatever. Sure, it's good.
What makes it great, however, is Sharon Stone. Her character, Catherine Tramell, is an ultra-rich writer/psychologist with a snake-like predatory demenour, and venomous barbs for teeth.
Stone plays this out to perfection - Catherine Tramell is obviously smarter than everyone else in the movie, and she loves playing it up. Interrogations, lie-detector tests, whatever the male police force throw at her, she deflects with ease. It's a superb game of cat-and-mouse.
I have a weakness for strong, confident female leads, and Sharon Stone is one of my favourites. Sure, that's partly because of her outstanding nude figure, which makes the blood rush to my nether regions so quickly that I'm in danger of passing out - but there's also a cerebral appeal of the Sharon Stone of the 90s.
She's everything a Black Widow Spider would want to be: defiant of male authority and selfishly sexual. She's confident about her libido, which is supremely arousing... these days, young women try to emulate this behaviour with insecure sluttiness, but Catherine Tremell is the real Meals-on-Wheels deal.
Basic Instinct will go through a lot of hoops to show us graphic violence and sex... director Paul Verhoeven actually wanted more sex in the movie, including a fiesty lesbian love scene, but the production crew managed to talk him out of it.
With good results. The film is already packed with sex and nudity, and we see so much violence linked to nudity that you almost start to cringe everytime you see Stone's perky breasts. Almost...
Basic Instinct was a hugely popular movie in 90s, but it is quite dated, with the laughable computer scenes and the tacky fashions. Murder, however, is timeless, and there's always room for another cleverly scripted film with sinister, compelling acting on my shelf. Of course, my shelf is empty save for a hip flask full of rye whiskey and a stuffed kangaroo, so there's room for a lot of things.
I say: This is a link to a fficial&start=0&sa=N" target="_blank">Google Image Search on Sharon Stone. That's almost the only reason you need to see this film. My female friend made the 'Oooooh' sound everytime Stone took off her clothes.
If that's not enough, the murder mystery will keep you engrossed between the sex. And the Ferarri chase scenes.
See it for: The hilarious 90s dance club. The music is gawd-awful, the clothes are ludicrous and the dancing is mock-worthy. Sure, in 10 years, people will be laughing at the way we dress now, but until then, lets enjoy our superior position.
* both images are taken from the Wikipedia page on Basic Instinct and are used here to aid commentary on the film.
It was with some raucous enthusiasm that I watched Basic Instinct last night with a female friend. During the first scene, an energentic sex scene leads to the grisly demise of the tied-up man, I knew we'd be in for Sex & Violence.
'Oooh,' cooed my friend as Sharon Stone made her first nude appearance, 'look at that ass!'
The plot of Basic Instinct is suitably clever, with twists and turns... it's the usual mystery-thriller fare, where we're not sure who the killer is, and the movie tricks us into thinking it's someone else. Whatever. Sure, it's good.
What makes it great, however, is Sharon Stone. Her character, Catherine Tramell, is an ultra-rich writer/psychologist with a snake-like predatory demenour, and venomous barbs for teeth.
Stone plays this out to perfection - Catherine Tramell is obviously smarter than everyone else in the movie, and she loves playing it up. Interrogations, lie-detector tests, whatever the male police force throw at her, she deflects with ease. It's a superb game of cat-and-mouse.
I have a weakness for strong, confident female leads, and Sharon Stone is one of my favourites. Sure, that's partly because of her outstanding nude figure, which makes the blood rush to my nether regions so quickly that I'm in danger of passing out - but there's also a cerebral appeal of the Sharon Stone of the 90s.
She's everything a Black Widow Spider would want to be: defiant of male authority and selfishly sexual. She's confident about her libido, which is supremely arousing... these days, young women try to emulate this behaviour with insecure sluttiness, but Catherine Tremell is the real Meals-on-Wheels deal.
Basic Instinct will go through a lot of hoops to show us graphic violence and sex... director Paul Verhoeven actually wanted more sex in the movie, including a fiesty lesbian love scene, but the production crew managed to talk him out of it.
With good results. The film is already packed with sex and nudity, and we see so much violence linked to nudity that you almost start to cringe everytime you see Stone's perky breasts. Almost...
Basic Instinct was a hugely popular movie in 90s, but it is quite dated, with the laughable computer scenes and the tacky fashions. Murder, however, is timeless, and there's always room for another cleverly scripted film with sinister, compelling acting on my shelf. Of course, my shelf is empty save for a hip flask full of rye whiskey and a stuffed kangaroo, so there's room for a lot of things.
I say: This is a link to a fficial&start=0&sa=N" target="_blank">Google Image Search on Sharon Stone. That's almost the only reason you need to see this film. My female friend made the 'Oooooh' sound everytime Stone took off her clothes.
If that's not enough, the murder mystery will keep you engrossed between the sex. And the Ferarri chase scenes.
See it for: The hilarious 90s dance club. The music is gawd-awful, the clothes are ludicrous and the dancing is mock-worthy. Sure, in 10 years, people will be laughing at the way we dress now, but until then, lets enjoy our superior position.
* both images are taken from the Wikipedia page on Basic Instinct and are used here to aid commentary on the film.
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Comment by Natalie
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Unfortunately, I heard that the sequel was a bomb and they cut out an orgy scene!
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I went to see the sequel earlier this year and it was pretty disappointing but she still oozes sex appeal at half a century years old. There weren't many love scenes and I'm gonna look on the internet for that deleted orgy scene now
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Comment by Sisi
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Sisi, you can use the leg-crossing thing all you want, but people will naturally assume that you're a murdering nympho.
See the movie! It was great!