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- CINEMA, Page 58The Ultimate Other Woman
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- By RICHARD SCHICKEL
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- THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE
- Directed by Curtis Hanson
- Screenplay by Amanda Silver
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- What profit political correctness if you've got a nut case
- for a nanny? That, in essence, is the issue confronting Claire
- and Michael Bartel (Annabella Sciorra and Matt McCoy),
- exemplary citizens of that citadel of the new civic
- punctiliousness, Seattle.
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- As we meet them, the Bartels (who are just a little bit
- too goopishly written and played) have one pluperfect daughter
- and are expecting what turns out to be an ideal little brother
- for her. Michael is a scientist doing what we understand to be
- socially useful research. Claire does volunteer work at the
- botanical gardens. Clearly they like to grow new things. At the
- same time, however, they have a decent respect for tradition:
- their house is a handsomely refurbished old place, tastefully
- decorated with antique mission furniture.
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- Not that good fortune dulls their sense of social
- responsibility. When they hire a handyman, he is (as they might
- prefer to put it) "differently abled" -- a sweet-souled
- retardate named Solomon (Ernie Hudson, in a nicely judged
- performance). When in the course of a prenatal examination
- Claire is sexually abused by a gynecologist, she comes to feel,
- after suitable soul searching, that she has no choice but to
- bring charges against the doctor in order to save others from
- her experience.
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- Big -- if entirely understandable -- mistake. For the
- ruined doctor commits suicide, and his wife Peyton (Rebecca De
- Mornay) suffers both a miscarriage and a descent into madness
- as a result of the trauma. Assuming a false name and a false air
- of accommodation, she turns up at the Bartels', seeking work as
- a mother's helper. And, of course, revenge.
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- Uh-oh, one thinks. Another deranged au pair from B-picture
- hell, stirring up our anxieties about the relative strangers to
- whom, in these busy times, we are obliged to entrust our
- children. But Peyton, whose mannerliness is lit by lightning
- flashes of rage, is something more than that. She is the
- ultimate Other Woman. Her aim -- at least in the beginning --
- is not to terrorize but to estrange Claire from her family,
- strip her of husband, children and middle-class comforts, drive
- her out as Peyton herself has been driven out, and then move in
- and replace her.
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- The interloper, well played by De Mornay, is a subtle
- operative. Her weapons are pur loined letters, ambiguously
- dropped phrases, plausibly planted evidence of misconduct. And
- Claire, though she lives by all the best values and tries hard
- to be supermom and superwife, has her vulnerabilities. She
- doesn't always have the energy to be sexy. Even minor stress
- brings on incapacitating asthma attacks.
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- Both containing and facing many of the contemporary
- middle-class woman's most common fears, Claire is not quite what
- she sometimes seems to be and always aspires to be. Something
- similar might be said about The Hand That Rocks the Cradle. It
- wants to be something more than a one-weekend stand for the
- slasher fans. Shrewdly conceived, soberly paced, decently
- squeamish about gore, it wants to get its true audience --
- people very like the Bartels, when you come right down to it --
- muttering into their Chardonnay about how this particular movie
- got them to thinking. And about how it just may be the first
- movie to combine, however tentatively, the seemingly
- antithetical conventions of feminist discourse and horror.
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