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Genres:
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Comedy /
Thriller /
Music
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Release:
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Director:
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Danny DeVito
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Actors:
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G.D. Spradlin,
Gloria Cromwell,
Marianne Sägebrecht,
Harlan Arnold,
Heather Fairfield,
Mary Fogarty,
Rika Hofmann,
Patricia Allison,
Michael Douglas,
Kathleen Turner,
Danny DeVito,
Sean Astin,
Peter Donat,
Dan Castellaneta,
Peter Brocco
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Duration:
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116 min.
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Rating:
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(6.6/10)69.5
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Plot Summary:
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A resonant Washington four (Michael Douglas, Kathleen Turner) surnamed Rose plug a divorce, but they both get the harbour.
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Tags:
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War of the Roses, The
Barbara and Oliver Rose (Kathleen Turner and Michael Douglas, respectively) were the perfect couple--he was a prominent Washington lawyer, she had a wildly successful catering business. They had a great house, great art, great cars, and great kids. But when she sues for divorce, this black comedy shows clearly that divorce is war--and war is hell.
War of the Roses, The
Acerbic, sadistic comedy in which a divorcing couple (Douglas and Turner) battle each other for ownership of their marital home. And very nice it looks too: glossily photographed by Burum, clearly worth destroying your partner for. So DeVito pits Douglas's nasty tom-cat misogyny (he pursues his campaign by urinating over a fish his spouse is serving to dinner guests) against Turner's sour-mouthed voluptuousness. The result is a deliciously cynical battle of the sexes, some of whose skirmishes are eye-wateringly unchivalrous. Hepburn and Tracy would never have stooped to such tactics, but this remains one of the most durable - and characteristic - comedies of the 1980s.
War of the Roses, The
Acerbic, beastly comedy in which a divorcing couple (Douglas and Turner) duel each other fit ownership of their marital tellingly. And terribly strict it looks too: glossily photographed not later than Burum, apparently worth destroying your wife for. So DeVito pits Douglas's nasty tom-cat misogyny (he pursues his effort by way of urinating as surplus a fish his spouse is serving to dinner guests) against Turner's grouchy-mouthed voluptuousness. The result is a deliciously cynical battle of the sexes, some of whose skirmishes are visual acuity-wateringly unchivalrous. Hepburn and Tracy would not ever cause stooped to such tactics, but this remains one of the most durable - and characteristic - comedies of the 1980s.
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