Word: sethe
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...injury-plagued Crimson posted a dismal 3-15 mark last year under the leadership of undergraduate coach Seth Farber '86, so the spikers are hoping that their 1986 record will be as new as everything else about the team...
...good news: a gross-your-eyes-out horror movie that is also the year's most poignant romance. Its scientist hero, Seth Brundle (Jeff Goldblum), is a kind of genius mutant. His mature brain percolates tomorrow's ideas, but his heart is as fragile as that of a child in a plastic bubble. He knows it too. "I don't have a life, so there's nothing for you to interfere with," he genially tells Veronica Quaife (Geena Davis), a journalist planning a story on his research into teleportation. She gives him a life -- hers -- and their tender affair seems...
Oops! The two life forms have fused. "I'm the offspring of Brundle and housefly," he notes ruefully. "I'm becoming Brundlefly!" And as his grotesque flyness asserts itself, his humanity struggles to understand and fight the metamorphosis. What remains of Seth the scientist is all too aware of the monster he is turning into: an efficient killer with "no compassion, no compromise." At times he can be wildly ironic, as when he meticulously preserves in his bathroom the teeth, fingernails and ear that have molted, and then jokes that "the medicine cabinet's now the Brundle Museum of Natural...
There is a method to Cronenberg's shock tactics. Whereas Howard the Duck is an effects festival attached to a smirk, The Fly is smart and serious about its characters. Seth and Veronica could be any two people falling in love, eager for adventure but anxious about the changes and dark revelations that come with learning how little they know about their lovers. That nice guy lying next to you in bed, breathing in your rhythm, smiling in his sleep -- what demons sleep within him? And why does his snore sound like a gentle bzzzzz...
...pluck. Kureishi's story shifts moods, and Omar changes motivations (Candide to Sammy Glick), in an eyewink. Stephen Frears' direction can be lyrical and clumsy by turns; it can soar or trip over its headlong ambitiousness. The splendid cast is urged toward caricature, then plays through it, with Seth magnificent as a mandarin socialist in decay. He is the eloquent conscience of a people stranded in a land whose imperial sun has set. Alas, they are too busy making it, on the empire's old terms, to listen...