Female Perversions

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On not becoming archetypal FEMALE PERVERSIONS, based upon FEMALE PERVERSIONS: THE TEMPTATIONS OF EMMA BOVARY (by Louise Kaplan) is a good indie movie about a particular woman , also about women's world and female representation of the world. I enjoyed it a lot, and took it in with delight. The cast is really distinguished. I feared some experimental junk, but no, the movie is interesting and well—conceived and marvelously written, more interesting than any conventionally suspenseful flick. It's one of the few good American movies of the '90s. And the fact is that Streitfeld (unknown to me) rolls the ball. She gets the ball rolling and shows she means business. Very art-house, very indie, FEMALE PERVERSIONS is directed by Susan Streitfeld, written by Julie Hebert and Susan Streitfeld, and performed by Tilda Swinton, Amy Madigan (as 'Evelyn''s sister), Karen Sillas (as the psychiatrist, Renée, Evelyn's lover), Frances Fisher, Marcia Cross (whose fans should be aware that her tits are on display in this movie!), Paulina Porizkova (as Langley, Evie's rival). They're all pretty fine girls. In the * scenes, the genitalia are unfortunately blurred; in exchange, almost each actress displays her tits—beginning with Mrs. Swinton, of course; then Amy Madigan, Karen Sillas, Frances Fisher, Marcia Cross—so, a tits parade. These girls honestly show what they got. Swinton, Sillas, Cross have awesome bodies. Mrs. Swinton is indeed beautiful and she delivers a fine performance. Poor Evelyn is a woman of career; she is beautiful, ambitious, angry, neurotic, insecure, sexually voracious, puzzled, confused, scared, morally degenerate; sexuality and career are the two coordinates of her life ,and she's consumed by her sexual desires. It's a nice, sharp study in comportment and reactions, an identity quest. The story has some kind of a psychoanalytical twist; Evie reaches to a childhood trauma. A bit naturalistic, a bit expressionist as well, the movie is a wholly feminine creation, hence somewhat viscous. There are grotesque and fancy touches as well. 'We all dream.' That's hardcore indie, babe.

This movie attempted to take the viewer into some dark psychological aspect of feminism that may just be really rare if not unreal- only dark thoughts of the writers personal imagination. This was a truly boring and distasteful experience for me. It was so bad that it might just be an anti-feminist movie in a satirical manner. I know of no positive benefit that anyone could receive from viewing this movie. I would recommend it to anyone stating that even taken to extremes freedom of expression is a positive even if it is not entertaining. If there is one moral to the story it is that the main character (not the heroine by any stretch of the imagination) managed to muddle through and to succeed in obtaining her judgeship in spite of being so dark in personality and screwed up. The viewer should have a special forewarning regarding movies with this degree of darkness...as in D for dark!

This is an unusual film, to say the least. Most films that require a stong group performance from an ensemble in order to work don't have one central part that basically has the film revolve around it so it doesn't collapse under it's own weight. Here, the supporting players have to do a good job or the movie rings false. But if Tilda Swinton doesn't do the best performance of her career, it collapses into an unwatchable, tedious mess. There are four or five supporting roles that, if they don't work (even one of them) then the film is a bust. If Tilda Swinton phones it in, the film collapses. Most movies don't have this large a dichotomy-they are either ensemble casts (like The Big Chill or Glengarry Glen Ross) or they have a dominant performance and perhaps one or two roles that need to work and everything else isn't crucial (like, say, Philadelphia or The Verdict). For the most part, the film works, with one or two false steps. Recommended for the open-minded and venturesome.

This movie can be described with one word: awful. Disregard what you read on the box--here's the only summary you need to know. This film explores certain aspects of feminist theory with all the intellectual sophistication of L. Ron Hubbard and all the grace of an elephant on roller skates. It's like a student film by a college freshman who is overly enamored of what he or she has learned in an introductory women's studies class.

"Female Perversions" is short on story and long on character as it peers into the life of an ambitious attorney (Swinton) who is far more confident in a courtroom than in her own insecure and sexually needy personal life. Apparently a sort of testament to the female condition, this flick by women about women surrounds Swinton with a conglomeration of neurotic females as it plods doggedly through a maze of peculiar behavior. On the upside, this deep character study offers some excellent performances as it explores its dark and aberrant landscape. On the downside, the film is a little over-the-top and glommed up with symbolism, dream sequences, and excursions into the surreal. Lacking in story, unpleasant in subject, and artsy-fartsy in execution, the common filmgoer may find this flick unsatisfying. However, for those into deep character studies and psychodramas, an interesting watch awaits. (B)

This film concerns various womens' quests for the meaning of their collective angst. To be sure, the scapegoat is found, and he his man (i.e. male). This silly tripe masquerades as an "art" film. It is not. Rather, "Perversions," is a polemic which uses tired dream sequences (poorly done), and suppressed memories (silly in their recreation) to create artificial sympathy from the audience to the women leads. I'm not buying it. A poignant example is the confused youth who has recently begun her period. She marks each monthly occasion with faux burials of non-existent children. How is she cured? With a hug of course. And she is probably the sanest of the bunch. Please don't be fooled by the bizarre plot line. You are apt to laugh through many of this movie's zany scenes. I was constantly thinking of Ed Wood. He would have loved this film. Had he made it, it would have been better. This joker of a Berkely masterpiece for me, rates the dubious film one out of ten. I think, after thousands of reviews, I've doled out the infamous one rating only twice before. Well, "Perversions" is in good company now. This film is bunk extraordinaire.