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REVIEWED BY CHARITY BISHOP
Our rating: 3 out of 5 Because of: nudity, dark comedy Rated:
I have what is known as a "dark" sense of humor. I find things funny in ways that some of my family members cannot understand. Death Becomes Her has a very morbid sense of humor but it's just the kind of thing that leaves me in stitches. So if you like that kind of quirk, this is a good movie for you, and if not, make a u-turn and go find some slapstick to bring a smile to your face and a perk to your evening.
Everyone hates the newest musical on Broadway. Except Dr. Ernest Menville (Bruce Willis). The world-renowned plastic surgeon has a thing for the leading actress, Madeline (Meryl Streep). He is so blinded by her greatness that he fails to see the musical is less than good, in fact it's downright awful, a fact that is all too plain to his fiancée, Helen (Goldie Hawn). Ever since high school, Helen and Madeline have been both friends and rivals. Madeline has managed to steal away every boy Helen has ever been in love with, but just this once she wants to prove that a guy would rather have her. Unfortunately, this plan backfires -- Madeline and Ernest wind up happily married, and Helen eats herself into weighing four hundred pounds. It is only at mental therapy that she decides to take control of her life and teach Madeline a lesson.
I have seen Meryl Streep in quite a few things and this is one of her funniest roles. She can have you laughing in five seconds flat, particularly with her outrageous reactions. Goldie Hawn shines, whether it's stalking around in her creepy contact lenses, or pitching a diabolical murder plot to Ernest. And did I mention the chance to see her in a fat suit? As for Bruce Willis, it's nothing less than a pleasure to see him in a movie where he is not flying through windows, screaming all the time (at least, not in anger) and shooting everything that moves. For a film of this nature, there's not an enormous amount of offensive content. A dozen profanities intrude, along with a couple harsh abuses of deity. The violence is not graphic so much as morbidly funny, like a woman falling down the stairs and getting up only to realize that her head is on backwards. It can also be dislocated, popped back into place, twisted around, and mashed into her shoulders. And then there's the gigantic hole another woman has through her stomach after she's been blasted with a shotgun.
There is a good message beneath all the comedic chaos, and that life is best lived out well rather than spent searching for ways to prolong it. When offered the potion, one man contemplates what eternal life would mean -- that everyone around him would die. He goes on to have a happy and full life, and at his funeral the minister says he will live on through the memories everyone has of him, and all the good he did in so many lives. By contrast, Madeline and Helen's lives pretty much fall apart, since being the walking dead isn't all it's cracked up to be. But if you're looking for a moral beyond that, forget it. The movie is just having too much fun with its special effects and snappy dialogue to give you time to think. It is, quite plainly, a movie that you will either be incredibly offended by or downright amused. I thought it was hilarious but know for a fact my mother would feel differently.
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