A color-blind psychiatrist is stalked by an unknown killer after taking over his murdered friend's therapy group and becomes embroiled in an intense affair with a mysterious woman who may be connected to the crime.
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Best movie of this year hands down!
Load of rubbish!!
I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.
what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.
"Basic Instinct" was all the rage in the early 1990s, and many erotic thrillers tried to follow its path, upping the ante in violence and sex. "Color of Night" is one of those, and it cannot hold a candle to the 1992 film: there is little erotic heat between Bruce Willis and Jane March (who is cute, but no Sharon Stone in her prime), and the story is mostly predictable, with one major twist poorly disguised (no pun intended). It is also extremely long (140 minutes in its "uncut" form) for its genre. Nevertheless, it stays compulsively watchable for the duration. There are some great car stunts, some well-drawn supporting characters (Brad Dourif, Lans Henriksen), and a strong sense of humor (Ruben Blades, in particular, is frequently hilarious). The film is not nearly as bad as it is reputed to be in some circles. **1/2 out of 4.
Psychologist Bill Capa (Bruce Willis) struggles after his patient commits suicide in front of him. He suffers psychosomatic color blindness that keeps him from seeing red. He goes to L.A. to recover with the help of old colleague Dr. Bob Moore (Scott Bakula). He joins Moore's group session with OCD Clark (Brad Dourif), nymphomaniac Sondra (Lesley Ann Warren), suicidal ex-cop Buck (Lance Henriksen), angry entitled artist Casey (Kevin J. O'Connor) and transgender Richie. He begins an affair with mysterious Rose (Jane March). Moore is killed and Det. Hector Martinez (Ruben Blades) investigates.Director Richard Rush is trying to make some kind of hard-boiled psychological erotic thriller with Brian De Palma style. It is fascinating in its failures. Bruce Willis is trying desperately to be meek. Ruben Blades is annoying as the bad cop without any good cop in sight. Then there is Jane March. She's obviously hired for the erotic aspect. She tries very hard to do the almost impossible acting. It's a failure but a fascinating one. It's a trainwreck that I can't stop watching.
Another of those so underrated sex thrillers that has everything. Right in the middle of the film, I had to pee. I wasn't going anywhere. New York, Psychiatrist, Willis (he has acted better) who drove a patient (the great Kathleen Wilhotte) to jump out a window, has to get his mind back, where guilt has surged through him. He takes a vacation, flying to dunny L.A, to stay at an old colleague's (underused actor Bakula) place. He's also a psychiatrist, a more successful one thanks to a non fictional book he sold. He's pad is great. He also a short future, as someone does him, where Willis, hit with a double whammy you could say, takes over the group, while being a prime suspect. I loved Ruben Blades in this, as the cop, one of the better, if probably the best performances, that alongside Henricksen who plays one of the patients, who's carrying a lot of baggage. Now lets talk about the cooky, larger than life patients. No, lets not. Their just entertaining to watch. This movie really makes the patient group scenes fun, one of the best things I like about this movie. Willis also strikes up a hot relationship, with the so judged misjudged actress, March. You'll see why in it's shock revelation at the end, after all the nail gun shooting ("Owlll, I felt that") and before the end credits come running too fast up the screen. Off the beaten track, like in other movies, with the credits running some fast, I don't know why they even bother. Back to the movie. Color Of Night, is a fun treat yourself psychological thriller, (you'll never guess the killer, unless your IQ is bloody high) which I never at anytime, got bored with. It's entertaining all the way through, my favourite BW film. The sex scenes are great, amidst some car chases, one I absolutely loved, the over the top violence, highly approving, plus the great co actors who give their patient's characters, spark, no more, than great character actor, Brad Douriff. These are the real actors, but for god sake, don't look overlook March, in both her acting and her beauty.
I don't really see how this ever got a Razzie award, because it's way too middle of the road for that. It's a standard thriller with standard suspects and a standard yet pretty creative outcome. It's really unexceptional in every possible way, except maybe for the surprisingly tacky sex scenes and gratuitous nudity, which gives it kind of an exploitation feel. Not enough to call it bad. At some points the writing is also a bit forced. The makers noticed they hadn't had anything happening in ages so they threw in a car chase for some reason. Would the killer really take that kind of risk? Even though this movie has quite a lot of flaws, it actually does manage to be entertaining. The mystery stays exciting throughout and the ending does not disappoint. It's bizarre and unbelievable, but it does not disappoint. Overall I'd say this movie isn't nearly as bad as what some people seemed to believe.