Extremities (1986)
6/10
I Want To Spit On Your Grave....but i'm too nice...
27 February 2017
Warning: Spoilers
A sexual assault victim manages to escape from her attacker, but leaves her purse behind.

Worried that he may finish what he started, she contacts the police but they are unable to help.

Her worst fears are realised when, alone in the house, her attacker visits and attempts to assault her once more.

Circumstances allow her not only to resist the attack, but to turn the tables and lock him away.

And this is where the situation really begins to escalate. Does she release him and risk another attack, or does she go for the eye for an eye route....

Based on a stage play (and clearly shows) the film tries hard to get a message across, but I feel that a stage production would carry the message a little further.

Fawcett and Russo are great in their respective roles, but as soon as the secondary characters become involved, it turns almost farcical with it's narrative.

One starts drinking heavily and becomes the whiner of the pack, the other tries to play doctor, but only escalates the situation, and the element of the terrible dilemma that is placed on the three becomes almost laughable.

If it was just Fawcett and Russo in one setting, this could have been one of the most tense thrillers to be released in 1986, instead it feels more like a late night edition of one of your favourite soaps.

It's not a terrible film by any means, it's just that the third act takes any intensity away that the first two did...
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