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This fall the moviegoer has a choice of two Black Rains set in Japan, but they're not hard to tell apart. One is Shohei Imamura's stark meditation on Hiroshima 1945. The other is a cop movie backed by some heavy Hollywood artillery: the producers of Fatal Attraction. Michael Douglas and Andy Garcia are two New York City detectives on the trail of a cool, vicious Japanese gangster (Yusaku Matsuda). Their contact in the Osaka constabulary is a by- the-book gent (Ken Takakura) affronted by Douglas' bullying. You've seen this picture before; last year it was called...
...menace do not synergize as hysteria, the way they did in Fatal Attraction. This film is relatively calm. But it is worth taking in because all concerned catch the tone of New York's besieged multitudes. Their weariness is touched with hope, and their hope with irony. Their realism transforms what might have been an item easily overlooked by the moviegoer into something worth collaring...
...least that is what Rolfe tells us. He is the narrator of the novel, which includes a fatal deer-hunting accident and Wade's role in two murders, one the bludgeoning death of his father. Rolfe is a teacher who is up on modern literary devices. Ambiguity and a tendency to make the teller as important as the tale are conspicuous elements of his account. Rolfe's self-consciousness can be intrusive, though not nearly so much as his need to be the village explainer. Seemingly unsatisfied with his powers of observation and ability to convey male emotions, he reaches...
...brief, explosive life: Bob Woodward, the actor's biographer, and John Belushi dead. You have to cherish the daredevil idiocy of a movie whose climax is a parody of Woodward's legendary deathbed chat with CIA director William Casey. The journalist visits the hotel room where Belushi took his fatal overdose and hallucinates an interview with the dying star. "Breathe for me, Woodward!" the samurai comic cries. And it's hard to hate a docudrama in which Cathy Smith, Belushi's last drug source, materializes in the straight-arrow reporter's fantasy and asks, "How 'bout you, Woody? You want...
...himself to notice what is going on knows that what he does is morally indefensible. He is a kind of confidence man, preying on people's vanity, ignorance, or loneliness, gaining their trust and betraying them without remorse." Although she focused on a ruptured relationship between author Joe McGinniss (Fatal Vision) and his subject, murderer Jeffrey MacDonald, many readers assumed that Malcolm was writing confessionally, if unknowingly, about herself...