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Wild Orchid
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DVD detailsActor: Carre Otis, Mickey Rourke Brand: ROURKE,MICKEY DVD: Region Code 1 Audio: English (Unknown); English (Subtitled); French (Subtitled); Portuguese (Subtitled); Spanish (Subtitled); English (Original Language) Format: Closed-captioned, Color, Dolby, DVD, NTSC, Subtitled, Widescreen Picture Format: 1.85:1 Running Time: 105 minutes DVD Release Date: 2002-04-16 Audience Rating: R (Restricted) Studio: MGM (Video & DVD)
DVD Reviews of Wild OrchidDVD Review: A Major Dud from Zalman King; Another Patische in the Line of 9 1/2 Weeks. Summary: 1 Stars
Viewed: 7/07
Rate: 2
7/07: Having already built up my high expectations from 9 ˝ Weeks, I became highly disappointed with Wild Orchid and even much more so with Mickey Rourke. It's not his fault that the film failed, but it was rather the director's ineptitude that led to the demise of the picture. Zalman King should never work on movies ever again if he can't discern style from crap or smarten up that all sex and nothing else do not make a good film. Everything in Wild Orchid was based on zero amount of energy. The lead actresses in the picture, Carré Otis was lifeless, and Jacqueline Bisset was totally unbearable. Neither could act so well nor expose any sexual energy required for this film. On the other hand, Mickey Rourke showed some flashes of brilliance, but his talent was wasted in Wild Orchid. Sometimes he could do it natural as he can, and other times, he looked very corny. I wish somebody would have told the director, in forms of suggestion, such as "No...better this way" or "He looks like a clown." Honestly, if the two female actresses were replaced with more polished ones with lots of sexual energy and the pointless view of parades, naked women, and lots of colors was reduced significantly, Wild Orchid would have been a sensational picture. But that's not the case. King just managed to ruin everything so easily because from start to end, it was a Wild Bore. It had no meaning, no artistry, and no feeling. Worst of all, lacking sensual energy between Mickey Rourke and Carré Otis, I had a hell of a time trying to believe in them. Quite frankly, I couldn't. I didn't see anything in her or him or within anybody. Mickey Rourke is such a phenomenal actor, and I don't have a reason to doubt his ability. The failure of the film is largely attributed to Zalman King and the casting of the two female actresses. I don't know why Jacqueline Bisset was included since she doesn't possess the looks for James Wheeler to be interested in. Nor I could believe that he would be infatuated with Emily. I could have been easily mistaken to think Wild Orchid of soft porn kind, and it was basically the soft porn kind. When this happens, the movie ceases to make sense and directs its senses to sex only with a lot of empty passion and emotion. If and only if Wild Orchid was of 9 ˝ Weeks substance, then everything that had transpired would have been justified. Another thing I don't understand is why Mickey had to relive the same character that he played in 9 ˝ Weeks. Was it necessary for further explanation to provide closure in John? The setting is correct for usage, but everything else didn't really blend in except for Rourke. He had the perfect tan, body, and hair for Rio de Janeiro. I can almost see Kim Basinger pushing Carré Otis off and telling her off, "Let me show you how it is done, you stupid twit nerd." Yeah, the writing was pitifully bad. I think very often I've been paying attention to Mickey's facial features and trying to figure out if he had heavy plastic surgery on his cheeks and elsewhere. I strongly believe that Stanley Kubrick saw Wild Orchid and learned from it in terms of what mistakes were made in the movie before he went on to direct far away a masterpiece Eyes Wide Shut. Another comparison is needed with Wild Orchid, and that is Sex, Lies, and Videotape. Zalman King thought that sex was needed to make Wild Orchid a film of interest, but he was dead wrong. It is about characterization and the aura of mysteriousness...stripping off layer by layer of the two very important characters, before climaxing to the highest point of innocence and finally to the end of sweetness. Wild Orchid had none of that. It was just raw sex, banging, and nakedness. I mean, what's the point? It's everywhere. So what? At least give a meaning of it. Sadly, the sexual content in Wild Orchid was frankly tedious. As a false sequel, Wild Orchid was in absence of sexual energy; as an arty film, Wild Orchid was a joke; and as a soft porno, Wild Orchid doesn't work on many levels.
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Description of Wild OrchidSet in the sultry splendor of Rio de Janeiro, Wild Orchid stars Mickey Rourke (9 1/2 Weeks), Jacqueline Bisset ("Joan of Arc") and supermodel CarrĂ(c) Otis in a "torrid" (Variety) adventure of the senses. Filled with "exotic settings" (The Hollywood Reporter), it is a hypnotic odyssey that will leave you breathless and spellbound. Beautiful young attorney Emily Reed (Otis) travels to Rio to work with international negotiator Claudia Lirones (Bisset) on a multimillion-dollar deal. But once exposed to the raw sensuality of her surroundings, Emily is increasingly drawn into a world of erotic fantasy. Eager to guide Emily through this underworld is Claudia's old flame Wheeler (Rourke). Mysterious and seductive, Wheeler unleashes Emily's most primitive desiresÂ...even as she threatens to unlock his world-weary heart. Back when he wasn't relegated to the lesser cable channels, soft-porn meister Zalman King uncorked this howler of a drama on moviegoers, who were initially titillated by the ratings battle, but then shrugged and went off in search of the next cheap sensation. Model and subsequent Mickey Rourke squeeze Carré Otis plays a brilliant young attorney--well, we're told she's brilliant, although watching her in action, straining to wrap those puffy lips around her legalese dialogue, definitely conjures up other adjectives. She's dispatched to Rio de Janeiro under the guise of real-estate law and ends up seduced both by the exotic culture and by a brooding, highly misunderstood and frighteningly orange-skinned multimillionaire (Rourke). Kinky (for the time) sex games and deliriously mannered dialogue make this a rather pretentious exercise, unleavened by any truly erotic sensuality. Fun for taunting purposes, though. --David Kronke
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