I came home last night from band practice with my tail dragging; it wears me out. I was surprised to find my wife up at 11:30. She said she'd had trouble sleeping. So I made some popcorn and we flipped through the channels. This movie was just starting. In its way, it's a real gem. The characters are all so ridiculous that they're like comic book characters; but I mean that in a good way. The movie wisely stays focused tightly on just a handful of characters: Kinski, a professional woman working for a company that does I'm not quite sure just what (brokerage, I think?); her analyst husband; the young pyscho who works for her firm AND is a patient of the analyst; and Kinski's assistant, an impossibly sexy and overly-made-up blonde.
The psycho is almost too goofy at the start, with his leering smile and his oh-so-perfect hair. He accompanies Kinski on a business trip, and finds it laughably easy to get her to have a drink, then to slam shots, and finally to go to bed with him. (One is surprised that her clothes don't literally fly off her, she's so obviously eager to be seduced.) The next fifteen minutes of the movie shift to softcore porn with plenty of groping and breasts and buttocks (none of which are Kinski's, I'm guessing).
Then the movie proper begins. Blah blah, back home, blah blah, she's made a mistake, blah blah, he won't take no for an answer. And there's something not...quite...right about the husband.
Anyway, the whole things gets resolved in an anti-climax at a rustic cabin the analyst has just presented to Kinski, purportedly to atone for his failings as a husband that had led her to the arms of another. The ending turns into comedy, almost slapstick, with some funny lines that are made even funnier because the movie gave no hint that it, like the young psycho, is completely schizophrenic.
All in all, this was a pretty cheesy movie, and if you were taking it seriously from the beginning, you would probably find yourself annoyed with it. We both watched it because it was late, there was nothing better to do, and we just wanted to be entertained. And we were.
