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Malice

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Every so often a movie comes along that isn’t just swill but great swill — fast and stupid and proud. A wimpy college dean (Sleepless in Seattle‘s Bill Pullman), his visenish wife (Kidman), and a doctor with a serious God complex (Baldwin) yank each other through a medical mystery so preposterous you’ll be counting up the plot holes for days. It’s hard to say what’s more ridiculous, the serial-killer subplot that disappears mid-movie or the big twist that isn’t shocking so much as…icky. Baldwin, arrogant and butch, is obviously in on this joke, but that’s more than can be said for Kidman, who tries to suggest complexity by wrinkling her little nose or bellowing at Baldwin, ”Take me upstairs and f— me!” Authentically bad, Malice is one of those rental treats that makes you realize you don’t have to like a movie to enjoy it. C-

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