Chemistry (1990) is a bald-faced Fatal Attraction rip-off staring Marc
Singer as a researcher hoping to be named lab director, happily
married with a young son.
In comes Lisa Pescia with the promise
of a large contract for the lab, a big set of jugs, and a whole lot of
kinks, and Marc never has a chance after that. Mistake one, thinking
with his Johnson. Mistake two, breaking off the affair rather than
eliminating Pescia. I will say Pescia has some clever tricks. My
favorite was her taping the two of them in the act then sending a copy
to Singer's son.
|This is from the Roger
Corman factory, and other than the darkness and graininess, the
quality is not especially bad.
|There is less exposure than
you would expect, but Pescia does show her chest if you have
enough Photoshop skills to bring it out of the darkness
||It would not be a good idea to
over-analyze this film, but one glaring error demanded my attention.
Singer reaches under Pescia's dress, drags her panties down, and off
of one shoe, then tosses them across the room. How many women do you
know that only wear their panties on one leg?
- With their
dollars ... $2 million domestic gross.
guideline: 7.5 usually indicates a level of
excellence, about like three and a half stars
from the critics. 6.0 usually indicates lukewarm
watchability, about like two and a half stars
from the critics. The fives are generally not
worthwhile unless they are really your kind of
material, about like two stars from the critics.
Films under five are generally awful even if you
like that kind of film, equivalent to about one
and a half stars from the critics or less,
depending on just how far below five the rating
guideline: A means the movie is so good it
will appeal to you even if you hate the genre. B means the movie is not
good enough to win you over if you hate the
genre, but is good enough to do so if you have an
open mind about this type of film. C means it will only
appeal to genre addicts, and has no crossover
appeal. D means you'll hate it even if you
like the genre. E means that you'll hate it even if
you love the genre. F means that the film is not only
unappealing across-the-board, but technically
inept as well.
Based on this
description, this film is a C. Mediocre genre flick.
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