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Running Time:
1 hour, 54 miunutes

Rating: R Restricted. Under 17 Requires Accompanying Adult.

Rating Explanation:
for strong sexuality, nudity, violence, language and some drug content.

Jimmy's Buzz Guide Review:
Sharon Stone looks great at 48, but that's the only thing worth even a moment of your time.

Additional Info:
DVD Features: "Between the Sheets" featurette; A look at Basic Instinct 2; Commentary with director Michael Caton-Jones; Plus, exclusive to this unrated DVD only: 10 deleted scenes with optional director commentary; Alternate ending.



Basic Instinct 2
Dr. Michael Glass (David Morrissey "Derailed"), a respected London criminal psychiatrist, is brought in by Scotland Yard detective Roy Washburn (David Thewlis "Naked") to perform a psychiatric profile and evaluation of best-selling crime novelist Catherine Tramell (Sharon Stone) following the mysterious death of a football star. Physically drawn to Tramell and mentally intrigued by her, Glass, against the advice of his mentor, Dr. Milena Gardosh (Charlotte Rampling "Swimming Pool"), is quickly sucked into her web of lies and seduction. The professional boundaries between Glass and Tramell are obliterated when she uncovers his basic instincts. A deadly battle of wits ensues, climaxing as Glass faces a choice that will change both their lives forever. The original film was a giddy pulp-fiction mix of sex, seduction and murder, from director Paul Verhoeven. Whether you loved it or hated it, the film, written by Joe Eszterhas, was a tour de force of provocation in which a femme fatale and a corrupt cop throw decorum to the wind to romp in a sun-drenched California. British director Michael Caton-Jones ("Rob Roy") has set the sequel in cool, sleek and dark postmodern London with cavernous interiors, often monochromatic surfaces and shadows everywhere. He has made the sex scenes off-putting and dirty. There is little if any intrigue in the story or the characters. Even the murders don't seem to matter much. David Morrissey gives a stiff, awkward performance, while Sharon Stone moves dangerously close to overplaying the vampy femme fatale. The only real intrigue comes in the film's risky flirtation with high camp as it progresses from confusing to implausible and finally to absolutely ludicrous.






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