One last straggling silent, and a bunch of other stuff:
The Bone Collector (1999), in which one detective who is not William Somerset guides another who is not Clarice Starling in a desperate hunt for a killer who really, really– no, seriously– is not John Doe…
Burnt Offerings (1976), in which you don’t have to go to Amityville to find real estate that isn’t nearly as good a deal as it looks…
Frankenstein (1910), in which Mary Shelley and Robert Louis Stevenson struggle for control over the destiny of a monster who just wants somebody to pay attention to him, damnit!…
Hard Candy (2006), in which a couple of tricky bastards actually manage to make me root for a child molester…
and…
Sugar Hill (1974), which a year and a half earlier would surely have wound up being called Black Zombie instead, without anyone ever noticing how redundant that would be.
#1 by hman on August 31, 2008 - 4:03 pm
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I can’t wait for your next update. That ought to be very interesting.
#2 by Gentle Benj on August 31, 2008 - 4:57 pm
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Oh man, Ellen Page in Hard Candy. That is some face-melting, triple-combustion acting.
#3 by Blake Matthews on August 31, 2008 - 6:41 pm
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What films were you referring to in saying right-wing revenge fantasies?
#4 by lyzard on August 31, 2008 - 7:31 pm
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“Supernatural voodoo woman….” Damn, it’s been far too long since I saw that. I remember that my brother and I went around for weeks saying, “I sure hopes they like white trash!” on the slightest excuse.
#5 by El Santo on August 31, 2008 - 10:23 pm
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“What films were you referring to in saying right-wing revenge fantasies?”
All that vigilante cop stuff that came out in the wake of Dirty Harry.
#6 by Blake Matthews on September 1, 2008 - 6:43 am
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Gotcha.
#7 by Chad on September 2, 2008 - 12:08 pm
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Your criticisms of “Burnt Offerings” were dead-on, but I’ve always had a weird fondness for the movie, one shared by my friend Jennifer. In fact, just a week ago she left a message on my voice mail compraised entirely of “I’ve been waiting for you, Ben.”
#8 by supersonic on September 7, 2008 - 3:26 am
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btw in the Bone Collector novel, Lincoln Rhyme isn’t black, and Amelia Donaghy is is a tall thin redhead with arthritic knees named Amelia Sachs.
There’s a sequel called The Empty Chair which I found superior to B.C. — it gets away from oogie-boogie serial killers and confronts a social issue or two. Haven’t read any others in the series.
I wonder if the emphasis on super forensics in The Bone Collector might have helped inspire all the CSI bullshit on TV. The CSI show started the year after the B.C. movie.
Somewhere around here I have a detective novel in which a cop character gives a great monologue about “forensics weenies” and how often they get cases completely wrong.
#9 by KeithA on September 8, 2008 - 8:38 am
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If you really want to give yourself a fright, read up on Dr. Michael West and Steven Hayne, Mississippi district attorney Forrest Allgood, and the huge Mississippi forensics evidence faking scandal that hasn’t made nearly the headlines that it should have. Then ask yourself the question, if you were falsely accused of a crime, are you confident that you would be found innocent?
#10 by maggiesmith on March 2, 2022 - 6:49 pm
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Re Hard Candy, where you say that Hayley is too sophisticated for a girl of fourteen. You remember the bit where Patrick says he can track her down ? “Hayley, age 14, father’s a doctor…” and she says “Oh, you believed all that?” My point is, she may be a lot older than she looks and acts, as indeed Ellen Page is.
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