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Faye Dunaway (Chinatown) plays fashion photographer Laura Mars, whose photographs bear a striking and unsettling similarity to actual crime scenes. Her work catches the attention of Detective John Neville (Tommy Lee Jones, Men in Black), who is suspicious of Mars’ “inspiration.” When models and acquaintances of Laura are murdered, the question of her involvement becomes more serious and disturbing. The screenplay is by horror film mastermind John Carpenter (Halloween, 1978), with a concept creepy enough to rival the plots of better-known suspense films of the era.
- Original Making-Of Featurette
- Eyes of Laura Mars Photography with Commentary
- Bonus Trailers: Single White Female and No Mercy
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I was a bit surprised to learn that not only did John Carpenter co-write the original screen play for this unique movie which deftly mixes the genres of suspense, crime, horror, and romance into a highly intriguing movie that is a sly commentary not only on glamorizing death to sell merchandise; but of those who create the demand for the desensitization of violence and sexuality to increase a product's bottom line; but John Carpenter also came up with the original story as well.
Also of note is the fact the Barbara Streisand was originally cast in the role of Laura Mars; but she decided not to take the role. It would have been interesting to see her take on Laura Mars. Sadly, I don't think any test footage of her in the role of Laura Mars exists. If it does, it would make an interesting extra on any future blue-ray DVD release.
Laura Mars, as portrayed by Faye Dunaway, is a high end New York City fashion photographer who has found widespread commercial success through her color and black and white photographs which glamorize death and murder. Only the death begins to strike very close to Laura when her publisher is murdered and Laura sees the murder in a nightmare.
Soon Laura's nightmares become psychic visions as she is forced to witness each murder of her friends and colleagues in horrific detail. Laura soon learns that her work is recreations of violent murders across the city - murders that the police have kept hidden from the general public.
And while the police know Laura is committing the murder of her co-workers and friends; her own research shows that the last person reported to have her gift died in an insane asylum in the 1800s.
Perhaps one of the most intriguing things about "The Eyes of Laura Mars" is that it somehow got away with an R-Rating, instead of an X-rating. There are plenty of topless young women and there are LGBT undertones throughout the entire move - including a double murder of two lesbian models.
There is a taunt, gritty realism to "The Eyes of Laura Mars" which makes it a masterpiece of psychological suspense with a slight mix of the supernatural. Laura's glamour shots are intertwined with the poorer sections of New York City and her friends and co-workers live glamour lives amidst the hobble.
It would be interesting to see a remake of "The Eyes of Laura Mars" made for the Social Media Age. I'm surprised this movie has yet to be remade.
Dunaway is the photographer, and her performance--as usual--elevates the material tenfold, even though she is hardly at her best here. But will Faye let bad styling and unflattering camera angles get in the way of her customary dedication to the role? Never!
Among the film's other assets are all the time-capsule location shots in Manhattan, the now-quaint disco soundtrack, the Helmut Newton-style "photo session scenes", and a strong supporting cast which includes Tommy Lee Jones as a homicide detective who becomes romantically involved with the titular Miss Mars.
The plot at times stretches believability to ludicrous heights, such as when Dunaway, "seeing" a murder in progress, drives a car through the streets of Manhattan, even though she's effectively blind, screaming "Donald!" before finally crashing through a show window (how did she manage all those turns? From memory?)
But unintentional camp does not hurt "the Eyes of Laura Mars" one bit--in fact, it just makes it all the more delicious.
Not sure why it's so pricey...I would say if you like Dunaway and late 70's disco/glam/horror, you should probably add this one to your collection.