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Color of Night
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by Robert Flaxman

"I was at the pool! There's shrinkage!"
1 stars

Shattered Glass is a great film, but the rest of Billy Ray's filmography is pretty suspect. Case in point: his first screenplay, 1994's abominable Color of Night, an "erotic thriller" that doesn't do a very good job of being either erotic or thrilling.

Bruce Willis plays a therapist who unintentionally pushes a patient to commit suicide and then stops being able to see the color red. He goes to Los Angeles to see friend and fellow therapist Scott Bakula, who is killed almost immediately. Willis investigates Bakula's therapy group to see which of them might be the killer while having a lot of sex with mysterious femme fatale Jane March.

The problems with Color of Night are endless, but let's start with a more or less aesthetic one: Willis was almost 40 when he made this film. March was 21 but looks about 15, which makes their relationship intensely creepy. Then there's the sex in the pool. Don't directors realize that all hope of believable eroticism is lost if we can see the male star's flaccid genitalia? The screaming electric guitar solos in the background don't help matters.

That's probably the least of the problems with Color of Night. A far bigger one is the way it telegraphs what modest twists it has. You'd have to be paying very little attention not to realize that the Jane March who's seducing Lesley Ann Warren is - gasp! - the same Jane March who's seducing Bruce Willis. Yet the film feels the need to show us March's identifying tattoo, as though we were going to think it was her twin sister. Then there's the murder scene, which practically lends new meaning to the word cliché - alone in his office, Bakula finds that windows keep blowing open and the lights are randomly going out. I bet this ends well! I'm sure director Richard Rush thought turning Bakula's office into a haunted house would give some atmosphere to his death scene, but... no.

Never mind that no one involved in the making of the film appears to have any idea how psychiatrists work. A therapist who berates his patient until she jumps out the window? A therapy group that's just a bunch of patients yelling at each other? Willis takes over Bakula's practice and no one seems to care that much?

The killer couldn't be much more ridiculous, either. A car with tinted windows chases Willis around, and then he finds a rattlesnake in his mailbox. That's a new one. The final revelation of who the killer is and why everything happened is pretty weak as well, though I suppose it could have been worse.

So why would anyone see this? Jane March is the only conceivable reason. Yes, she looks like jailbait, but just keep repeating "she's 21" in your head and you'll probably get through it. She certainly does get naked a lot; between this and The Lover, you'd swear she gets paid by the breast. (I guess that's why she's rarely worked since; as often as she strips off in this film, she probably got a nice nest egg going.) The sex probably couldn't have less to do with the plot, but I guess that's only to be expected.

If you're looking for a lot of gratuitous sex and/or nudity, I have three words for you: Color of Night. If you're looking for even a passable thriller, I have two more words: anything else.

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originally posted: 10/13/04 01:14:43
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User Comments

12/28/17 morris campbell kinky & boring 1 stars
4/05/12 SEAN DUTRA ok 2 stars
5/30/10 Jeff Wilder Utterly pointless 1 stars
9/12/08 Kike It's one of my favorite movies in all my live. 5 stars
10/16/04 Charlene Javier Flaccid 1 stars
1/05/03 Zargo i love bad movies, and this is one of the best... err, i mean baddest 5 stars
12/28/02 Jack Sommersby Enjoyable, colorful trash. 3 stars
10/17/02 Charles Tatum Richard Rush spent YEARS on this? 1 stars
2/26/02 Alan Smithee Laughably bad, but Jane March is sexy beyond belief, clothed and nude. 1 stars
12/05/01 Bada Bing Crosby If you liked this then see more movies or get online less to share it 1 stars
7/08/01 Roy Smith God help me, I actually liked this trash! Jane March is sexy as hell! 4 stars
6/04/01 Ben Donnelly pretty damn good i say 5 stars
3/01/01 Sully March is one sweet piece of ass....wouldn't mind punching her in the trunks.... 4 stars
8/16/00 Elvisfan Redefines garbage. Stinks like yesterday's diapers, esp Willis & March 1 stars
4/24/00 John Lyons Loved Bruce Willis and Jane March! 5 stars
4/12/00 Wade S. The suckiest bunch of suck that ever sucked! 1 stars
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  02-Aug-1994 (R)



Directed by
  Richard Rush

Written by
  Matthew Chapman

  Bruce Willis
  Jane March
  Rubén Blades
  Lesley Ann Warren
  Scott Bakula
  Brad Dourif

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