Tuesday, April 15, 2014


Carrie by Kimberly Peirce
There will be blood
Last October, I discussed this viral video by Thinkmodo to support the release of Stephen King re-remake Carrie. (In case you are interested in that kind of stuff, the video has 55,349,106 views as of April 13.) I liked the ploy, and I'm a big fan of the lovely and talented and awesome Chloë Grace Moretz, but it wasn't until this weekend that I finally got around watching the 2013 "horror" flick.

Take note of the parentheses. They will be addressed later.

Carrie White (Moretz) is a shy and awkward high school senior. While showering after gym class, she has her period for the first time. Being completely uninformed and unpreprared for it, due entirely to her fanatically religous and wackjob mother Margaret (Julianne Moore), Carrie thinks she is bleeding to death and flips the phuck out. This of course is hysterical to the other girls, who ridicule her, led by vicious head bully Chris (Portia Doubleday), who goes as far as to record the traumatizing event and upload it to YouTube. 

All the ingredients were there. A horror classic by Stephen King. A young, up-and-coming actress and an award-winning veteran one. A formidable supporting cast that features Judy Greer and Ansel Elgort. And to top it all off: a good amount of viral hype.

What I expected? The Exorcist-type horror.

What director Kimberly Peirce delivers, though, is a slightly bloodier crossover between Mean Girls and Jennifer's Body. Which is perfectly fine, of course, but a huge letdown if your expectations are otherwise. Carrie is also too smooth and too superficial, spotlighting bullying and overparenting, and steering clear for the most part of Margaret's fanaticism and Carrie's gradual empowerment. 

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