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She-Devil (1989)
This is a film I was aware of back when it was first released but actively avoided. I'd watched the 1986 TV series back when it was originally transmitted and thought it was great. I really had no wish to see a frothy, vacuous sanitised Hollywood interpretation of such a dark story. And yet, here I am.
How I ended up watching this weekend, I'm not quite sure. Since it's directed by Susan Seidelman, it's likely that it cropped up as a suggestion off the back of watching Desperately Seeking Susan and some similar films and I had one of my "oh... what the hell" moments.
It's probably over 35 years since I watched The Life And Loves Of A She-Devil series, but I do remember it being very serious, seedy and explicit. A conversation analysing the weirdness of people enjoying kissing when it's just sharing spit has never quite left my collective memory (I was pretty young when I watched it, and it's the kind of thing a schoolboy remembers). And I remember it being extremely creepy in places.
The poster for the film pretty much sums up the tone, and it's there from the very opening notes that we're going for something frivolous, slightly quirky and saccharine. It looks sumptuous and glossy. There's clearly a decent budget and it feels like the visual equivalent of a sweet treat (compared with the rich, carefully-planned four course meal that is the original).
Casting is fine. Meryl Streep is Meryl Streep. The comedic triangle elements, and Streep's character being a glamorous high profile husband-stealing celebrity feels rather like what we'd later get form her in Death Becomes Her. Given her range, it's a shame that it's treated as a broad comedy, and it's also intriguing to see that she'd originally been interested in playing Ruth.
Roseanne Barr's casting makes it quite clear what kind of Ruth we are given here. I can forgive this version not being "abnormally tall" as Ruth is meant to be, and I also appreciated Barr's lack of vanity. But with this being a very surface film and Barr's acting range appearing rather limited (at least from what I see here), there's very little to make this character fly. If I hadn't seen the original mini-series, I'm sure it would have been easier to accept (this goes for most elements of the film), but Julie T. Wallace's Ruth was so powerful and terrifying that I found myself sighing when hearing Barr's Ruth - in her trademark nasal twang - recite more or less the same narration as Wallace's, with amateurish "school play" overemphases in place of Wallace's unsettling menace. I find Roseanne quite likeable which kind of works for this version of Ruth, but is certainly quite a different experience from the original where my young self came away finding Ruth genuinely scary.
The soundtrack is... mostly forgettable. Most of the "original" tracks are very of their time, and the most memorable soundtrack moment is Elvis Presley's (You're The) Devil In Disguise played at the end. But there's nothing as bone-chillingly perfect as the BBC series' theme Warm Love Gone Cold.
^ Not that this song would have fitted the Hollywood version at all. I'm counting my blessings that the film didn't feature a dance cover of Christine Collister's haunting song in the style of the ill-advised I Will Survive cover that appeared.
With this being a fluffy "digest" version of the film, it's obvious that many details would end up omitted. With America being more conservative, the fetishist stuff, nudity and sex with priests and the like were probably never going to make it in, and I was OK with that.
The biggest surprise for me in this department, however, was the whole "becoming Mary Fisher" angle since, from what I remember, this is the entire point of the story... or at least the point to which all roads lead. As we got towards the end of the film, I wondered how on earth Ruth's surgeries and her gradual physical change to look like Mary would managed to be squeezed in, and I was quite shocked that there was not even a hint of this. Granted, I wasn't expecting all the visceral tooth drilling and bone sawing detail I vaguely remember from the series, but I was still curious to see Roseanne Barr becoming Meryl Streep and stealing her life completely. Without this, the project felt even more pointless and the story half told. Perhaps they were planning to save this part for She-Devil 2: Plastic Boogaloo.
Nitpicking aside, with low expectations this is an enjoyable, fun film that's easy to digest and probably has some rewatch value. Since the original material suggests it should be none of these things, this isn't necessarily a good thing. With American dominance of the market I feel sad that this is the version with which most of the world is now probably familiar (and hope, possibly in vain, that it at least leads some to check out the 1986 series).
Still, since the definitive authentic version had already been filmed, it's a relief this simply did its own silly, harmless thing rather than attempting to match the tone of the original. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.

This is a film I was aware of back when it was first released but actively avoided. I'd watched the 1986 TV series back when it was originally transmitted and thought it was great. I really had no wish to see a frothy, vacuous sanitised Hollywood interpretation of such a dark story. And yet, here I am.
How I ended up watching this weekend, I'm not quite sure. Since it's directed by Susan Seidelman, it's likely that it cropped up as a suggestion off the back of watching Desperately Seeking Susan and some similar films and I had one of my "oh... what the hell" moments.
It's probably over 35 years since I watched The Life And Loves Of A She-Devil series, but I do remember it being very serious, seedy and explicit. A conversation analysing the weirdness of people enjoying kissing when it's just sharing spit has never quite left my collective memory (I was pretty young when I watched it, and it's the kind of thing a schoolboy remembers). And I remember it being extremely creepy in places.
The poster for the film pretty much sums up the tone, and it's there from the very opening notes that we're going for something frivolous, slightly quirky and saccharine. It looks sumptuous and glossy. There's clearly a decent budget and it feels like the visual equivalent of a sweet treat (compared with the rich, carefully-planned four course meal that is the original).
Casting is fine. Meryl Streep is Meryl Streep. The comedic triangle elements, and Streep's character being a glamorous high profile husband-stealing celebrity feels rather like what we'd later get form her in Death Becomes Her. Given her range, it's a shame that it's treated as a broad comedy, and it's also intriguing to see that she'd originally been interested in playing Ruth.
Roseanne Barr's casting makes it quite clear what kind of Ruth we are given here. I can forgive this version not being "abnormally tall" as Ruth is meant to be, and I also appreciated Barr's lack of vanity. But with this being a very surface film and Barr's acting range appearing rather limited (at least from what I see here), there's very little to make this character fly. If I hadn't seen the original mini-series, I'm sure it would have been easier to accept (this goes for most elements of the film), but Julie T. Wallace's Ruth was so powerful and terrifying that I found myself sighing when hearing Barr's Ruth - in her trademark nasal twang - recite more or less the same narration as Wallace's, with amateurish "school play" overemphases in place of Wallace's unsettling menace. I find Roseanne quite likeable which kind of works for this version of Ruth, but is certainly quite a different experience from the original where my young self came away finding Ruth genuinely scary.
The soundtrack is... mostly forgettable. Most of the "original" tracks are very of their time, and the most memorable soundtrack moment is Elvis Presley's (You're The) Devil In Disguise played at the end. But there's nothing as bone-chillingly perfect as the BBC series' theme Warm Love Gone Cold.
^ Not that this song would have fitted the Hollywood version at all. I'm counting my blessings that the film didn't feature a dance cover of Christine Collister's haunting song in the style of the ill-advised I Will Survive cover that appeared.
With this being a fluffy "digest" version of the film, it's obvious that many details would end up omitted. With America being more conservative, the fetishist stuff, nudity and sex with priests and the like were probably never going to make it in, and I was OK with that.
The biggest surprise for me in this department, however, was the whole "becoming Mary Fisher" angle since, from what I remember, this is the entire point of the story... or at least the point to which all roads lead. As we got towards the end of the film, I wondered how on earth Ruth's surgeries and her gradual physical change to look like Mary would managed to be squeezed in, and I was quite shocked that there was not even a hint of this. Granted, I wasn't expecting all the visceral tooth drilling and bone sawing detail I vaguely remember from the series, but I was still curious to see Roseanne Barr becoming Meryl Streep and stealing her life completely. Without this, the project felt even more pointless and the story half told. Perhaps they were planning to save this part for She-Devil 2: Plastic Boogaloo.
Nitpicking aside, with low expectations this is an enjoyable, fun film that's easy to digest and probably has some rewatch value. Since the original material suggests it should be none of these things, this isn't necessarily a good thing. With American dominance of the market I feel sad that this is the version with which most of the world is now probably familiar (and hope, possibly in vain, that it at least leads some to check out the 1986 series).
Still, since the definitive authentic version had already been filmed, it's a relief this simply did its own silly, harmless thing rather than attempting to match the tone of the original. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it.