Black Widow (1987)

Calificación de los usuarios:

6.2/10   

Director:

Bob Rafelson

Guionista:

Ronald Bass (written by)

Release Date:

6 febrero 1987 (USA)

Genre:

Crime | Thriller

Frase comercial:

She Mates and She kills. No Man Can Resist Her. Only One Woman Can Stop Her.

Plot:

A federal investigator tracks down a gold digging woman who moves from husband to husband, kills them and collects the inheritance.

Plot Keywords:

Lesbian Subtext | Marriage | Museum | Scuba Diving | Serial Killer

Comentarios de los usuarios:

Guilty pleasure

Cast

Debra Winger	...	Alexandra 'Alex' Barnes
Theresa Russell	...	Catherine Petersen
Sami Frey	...	Paul Nuytten
Dennis Hopper	...	Ben Dumers
Nicol Williamson	...	William Macauley
Terry O'Quinn	...	Bruce, Alex's Boss
James Hong	...	H. Shin, P.I.
Diane Ladd	...	Etta
D.W. Moffett	...	Michael
Lois Smith	...	Sara
Leo Rossi	...	Detective Ricci
Danny Kamekona	...	Detective
Rutanya Alda	...	Irene
Mary Woronov	...	Shelley
Wayne Heffley	...	Etta's Husband

También conocida como:

Bullseye (Australia)
Caso de la viuda negra, El (Spain) [es]
Viuda negra (Argentina) [es]

Duración:

102 min

País:

USA

Idioma:

English

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Sonido:

Dolby

Clasificación:

Singapore:NC-16 | Sweden:11 | Argentina:13 | Australia:M | Finland:K-12 | Norway:12 | Spain:7 | UK:15 | USA:R | West Germany:12 | Iceland:12

Filming Locations:

Hawai`i Volcanoes National Park, Hawai`i, Hawaii, USA

Company:

Amercent Films

Trivialidades:

Cinematographer, Conrad Hall's return to filmmaking after a ten-year absence.

Goofs:

Continuity: Shin rolls up the same sleeve twice to use a syringe.

Quotes:

Catherine Peterson: Mr. Shin, I'll tell you two things about me: I'm very rich. And I'm very wealthy.

Movie Connections:

Features In the Land of the Head Hunters (1914)

Guilty pleasure

Hilariously contrived and utterly compelling, Black Widow is always worth a re-viewing when the video shelves are dry. It's beautifully filmed, competently acted, and contains some of the most rousingly misguided plot twists known to this cinephile.

No spoilers here, but the ending is a knee-slapper, as is the otherwise quite capable Theresa Russell's foray into a southern belle accent. It's all very slick, but in a good way, with the considerable lily gilded by attempts at intellectualizing a movie which could be refilmed with startlingly few changes for a Cinemax Late Night soft-core extravaganza. Kudos to Russell, of course, Winger, James Hong and Mary Woronov just for being Mary Woronov for at least one scene; it's just a shame that a movie which makes a stab at well-rounded female characters (at the very least by making the male characters so weak [truth is, I can scarcely remember the names of any of the male characters] that one cannot help but invest all subjectivity with the female characters) operates under the notion that the Debra Winger character discovers her womanhood vicariously through the exploits of the sensuous, if surprisingly (in context) asexual, man-killer Russell, which is not exactly the most progressive notion. Essential viewing nonetheless.