Carrie

Brian De Palma’s depiction of female adolescence is extremely dubious (the opening slow-mo shower scene is beyond icky), but this is a film that fundamentally fears women.

It isn’t explicitly about school shootings and yet it shows you, like no other film I have ever seen, the horrifying wish-fulfilment ecstasy of such horrific acts. De Palma is the only director who could have done it.

Carrie is a terrifying lyrical thriller. The director, Brian De Palma, has mastered a teasing style -- a perverse mixture of comedy and horror and tension.

Brian De Palma elevates what could have been a trashy exploitation picture into something mitigated by the angry empathy it places in the put-upon outsider.

It opens with an insidiously brilliant update of Psycho's shower scene and ends with a jump scare that Hitchcock would have envied; in between, it's merely the tenderest and most affecting movie ever made out of one of King's novels.

Carrie's climactic empowerment is all at once the tragedy and triumph of a young woman trapped between Biblical regression and a secular coming-out.

As heartbreaking as it is horrifying, Brian De Palma's adaptation of Stephen King's first novel is a near-masterpice.

A perfect film. Exquisite performances, masterful direction, Pino Donaggio's impeccable score, and an unforgettable finale.

…Carrie the book is fairly raw, but this slick, concise film synthesises it into an effective, small scale horror that helped establish Stephen King as a household name…

Carrie, in the end, is not a very serious film, but it is a rarity: a fun diversion that is truly enjoyable. [Full review in Spanish]