Word: bedrooms
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...hundred dollars a month to live in a one bedroom-one bathroom house with twenty other immigrants under sub-human conditions. In the fields, you're picking fruit that has been sprayed with hazardous chemicals, several of which have been outlawed by both state and federal agencies. With nothing to protect you from the pesticides, you become contaminated. And, since your employer is careful to "protect" you from "troublemakers" like Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers, you have nowhere to turn for help...
...rooming group first suspected they had a pest just after Thanksgiving when Kevin J. Riordan '90 and William Pao '90 discovered a rat hole in their bedroom...
Soon enough, there is. Also mousetraps and bear traps, corpses in the attic and the bedroom, the glass of milk from Suspicion and the severed finger from The 39 Steps. Penn, who could direct this stuff in his sleep, hasn't. The director of Bonnie and Clyde and the Broadway thriller Wait Until Dark still knows how to slap a scene to life. In the triple role of a dead woman, her scheming sister and the plucky gal who must literally act to save her own life, Steenburgen finds a few shadings in each caricature. But the script (by Marc...
...Bedroom Window is like a bus ride through Wonderland. The direction is bumpy, but the plot, from Anne Holden's novel The Witnesses, is reverberant in twists and implications. Terry Lambert (Steve Guttenberg) is having an affair with his boss's wife Sylvia (Isabelle Huppert). Through her lover's window she sees a punk (Brad Greenquist) attack a young woman, Denise (Elizabeth McGovern). To protect Sylvia, Terry tells the police he witnessed the assault. But the road to jail is paved with good intentions. Soon Terry is a fugitive, and both Sylvia and Denise are prey to a wily killer...
...killer, McGovern makes for an agreeably matter-of-fact heroine. If only there were a little sleek skin on the bones of this plot. The visuals are the pictorial equivalent of Dragnet prose; they offer just the facts, ma'am, but no sizzle, irony or insight. So The Bedroom Window looks like a peculiar tribute to Hitchcock: an exercise in style without the style...