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San Francisco Examiner - August 7, 1992 |
As much as I would have liked to have been able to see Raising Cain on the big screen, it was not to be. It was a home video viewing for me.
When I did catch up with it, I found it a delirious and chaotic mess of an entertaining movie. One that, just like Body Double, walked the line separating self-awareness and self-parody. All of De Palma's movies have elements of black comedy and camp to them. Some are more restrained than others.
I remember Raising Cain as being utterly unrestrained. De Palma just wanting to have fun with his tropes and obsessions. I had fun watching him do so.
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