Six Days, Six Nights (1994)

Six Days, Six Nights (1994). 1h 38m | R

“A female artist (Anne Parillaud) is on the verge of success in the art world and has just moved in with her boxer boyfriend (although their nascent relationship is still pretty shaky). Her envious sister (Beatrice Dalle) suddenly shows up at their new loft, having abandoned her family after discovering her husband was unfaithful. She immediately proceeds to destroy the new coupleu0026#39;s bliss and tries to ruin her sisteru0026#39;s blossoming career.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eAt first glance, this looks like another 90u0026#39;s u0026quot;erotic thrilleru0026quot; that appeared in the wake of u0026quot;Basic Instinctu0026quot; and u0026quot;Single White Femaleu0026quot;, but it is really in the more psychological, more French tradition of Claude Chabrol, who made any number of movies about women overly enmeshed with one another. It is pretty clear why Dalleu0026#39;s character is both envious and resentful of Parillaudu0026#39;s, but itu0026#39;s a lot less clear why her sister puts up with her outrageous behavior (interrupting them during sex, smashing a flower vase, throwing their motheru0026#39;s ashes out the window). Some would also consider it a mistake that the movie doesnu0026#39;t go into full-blown psycho-killer territory at the end, but to me that was the huge mistake with movies like u0026quot;Single White Femaleu0026quot;, which start well but become irredeemably stupid. This more psychological kind of thriller CAN work–as it does in the contemporary French film u0026quot;The Apartmentu0026quot;–but this one just doesnu0026#39;t. Itu0026#39;s pretty good for awhile, but it really doesnu0026#39;t seem to know where to go at the end.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eDalle and Parillaud are great asset to the movie (and they both show off whole lot of their great assets). They are both more talented than Bridget Fonda (who had taken over Parillaudu0026#39;s role in the Hollywood remake of u0026quot;La Femme Nikitau0026quot; the same year she did u0026quot;Single White Femaleu0026quot;) if less talented than Jennifer Jason Leigh. But the two French actresses playing roles that arenu0026#39;t quite believable might be preferable to Leigh playing a role thatu0026#39;s very believable, but then goes completely off the rails with the psycho-rampage ending. The guy, meanwhile, is a completely negligible presence who only seems to be there only for the two actresses to rub there beautiful naked bodies against and chew up all the scenery around.u003cbr/u003eu003cbr/u003eThis isnu0026#39;t as good as u0026quot;The Apartmentu0026quot; (or perhaps u0026quot;Single White Femaleu0026quot; overall), but itu0026#39;s much better than your average u0026quot;erotic thrilleru0026quot; (which is kind of like saying it smells better than your average pile of dog crap). You can take that as a recommendation or not, I guess. . .”