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The Hand that Rocks the Cradle
Trust is her weapon. Innocence her opportunity. Revenge her only desire.
A suburban family chooses seemingly sweet Peyton Flanders as their newborn's nanny. Only much later does the infant's mother, Claire Bartel, realize Peyton's true intentions -- to destroy Claire and replace her in the family. The nail-biting suspense builds quickly in this chilling psychological thriller about deception and bitter revenge.
Damn, bitches be crazy...
Surely a contender for cinemas greatest villain?
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle is maximum fun, has maximum suspense, maximum thrills, and almost maximum goodness.
If you want to know how a psycho views you, especially very innocent/pure people, watch this. It is chilling. I have met a workplace bully like this and it's the eyes that are piercing - it feels like that eyes are dead, have a void for...life force energy?! It's as piercing as one of those wooden - sit 'em on the knee and make 'em talk - style puppets! In this film (and it real life) it seems as those a psycho is most attracted to you if you are very emphatic yet haven't quite learnt how to build up your wall of personal boundaries (information and otherwise) and confidence - they want easy life force energy baby and will…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
The Hand That Rocks the Cradle is a product of its time and the clear components of any 90’s thriller are all there to see, but there’s a lot more to it than that. It shows the manic paranoia of childbirth much in the same way to the legendary Rosemary’s Baby, but it works much more as a physical assault rather than the psychologically disturbing vision of Polanski’s film. The subtly is existent, but a lot of the time it’s hidden between the menacing force of its antagonists demented demeanour. Portrayed by Rebecca De Mornay, we witness the sadistic attitude of a “vengeful nanny” who seeks to wreak havoc on a family involved in the eventual deaths of her husband…
A very capable thriller. Nowhere near as bad as the commercials I saw as a child had lead me to believe. Sure there are plenty of over-the-top moments but it doesn't ever reach the point of camp. Makes me want to re-watch The River Wild after all these years.
This domestic thriller was better than I expected it to be. It's not perfect, but it's definitely effective and hinges almost entirely on Rebecca De Mornay's ability to shift from (relatively) normal nanny to calculating psychopath. And for the most part, I think she delivered.
Bonus points to John de Lancie for managing to be even creepier than her with just a single scene.
One of the patron saints of the "hysterical crazy woman" genre that seemed to have its renaissance from the mid '80s through the mid '90s. I can't get enough of these trashy delicacies. I just wish there were more.
90s thrillers were a hit-and-miss affair. For every piece of glorious trash like Basic Instinct, you could find five pieces of garbage like Jade. Then there were movies like this. Films that fell somewhere in between. Not trashy enough to be awesome but not bad enough to be forgettable. It's filled with stupid people doing stupid things and features Ernie Hudson in a regrettable performance as a well-meaning handy man.
Director Curtis Hanson has had a pretty wacky career all told. He started out making B-grade comedies like Losin’ It, then became the maker of slick if schlocky and dated Hollywood thrillers, then out of nowhere he became a legitimate prestige filmmaker in the late 90s and early 2000s when he made L.A. Confidential, Wonder Boys, and 8 Mile but then kind of fell apart again and has only made mediocrities in the ensuing years. The film I’m looking at today is obviously from that middle period, a yuppie horror film called The Hand that Rocks the Cradle about a crazy nanny who tries to get revenge on the woman who brought rape allegations against her now deceased husband by…
A quietly creepy stalker thriller with a no-nonsense approach. We know that Rebecca DeMornay is bad, but no one else can see it. A bitchy friend and a mentally unstable man know, but she quickly disposes of them, and it is infuriating to watch, being an omniscient audience.
She concocts ways of people unsuspectingly getting into trouble with other people, and playing them against each other. And no one possibly suspects it because she is outwardly so sweet.
Of course, the ending is a shrieky showdown between nanny and mother, but it's well-staged and not jump-cut frenzied. It is a tense, satisfying film with a believable villain who doesn't sneer, but rather just acts.
The killer nanny in meticulous, oogling Hanson ennui. There's early craft display, but lacking fire from the cast makes its a slow burn. Zima and Moore makes recall, and de Mornay gets to show steely blonde coyness. Mundane tho. C
Oh for real... homegirl speared her through the window.
Mi yo de 10 años la sigue gozando. Mi yo de ahora le ve todos los fallos pero a ese gran villano hay que amarlo.
Exactly the right level of idiotic.
- Sharky's Machine
- Absence of Malice
- On Golden Pond
- Richard Pryor: Live on the Sunset Strip
- Escape from Alcatraz
- The Paperboy
- New Year's Evil
- Billy Connolly: Billy Bites Yer Bum
Honorable Mention: The most memorable movie scenes with "cut and reveal," The Shining and Tenebre
- A Kiss Before Dying
- Color of Night
- Internal Affairs
- Presumed Innocent
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