I’m not sure why, but movies made from Stephen King novels always turn out really well. “Christine” (1983) is no exception. Like “Little Shop of Horrors” but not a satire, this interesting tale of obsession and revenge is, for lack of a better word, riveting. It’s not scary enough frequently enough to make you have bad dreams or any other cliched thing, but it’s gripping.
In the opening scene, we see a car manufacturer at work. But one of the cars seems different. Perhaps this is because it’s the only car who causes a severe injury and a death within the span of five minutes. This is Christine.
Arnie, a bullied teenager, falls in love with the twenty-year-old car (twenty years later) as soon as he lays eyes on it. He immediately starts restoring her to pristine condition, and soon becomes enraptured in her evil clutches. This is perhaps what’s so intriguing about the film. From the beginning of the movie to the end, you see a complete character transformation in Arnie. Everything about him shifts. He’s played by Keith Gordon, who I think did a remarkable job. He displays such open emotion, such raw devotion (and, in some cases, rage), like a one-two punch. Quick, but with substance. These scenes are not in the least melodramatic.
Throughout the movie there’s a bit of a mystery, too, but I’m not going to go into it for fear of giving anything away.
There’s a bit of gore in the film, but for the most part it’s not bad. And as I said, it’s really not typical Stephen King (that is, if typical Stephen King is very scary). The language is strong, though (especially for its time), so I wouldn’t watch “Christine” with the kids.
I just found something really interesting. Over at IMDB (the Internet Movie Database) there are a bunch of taglines for “Christine”, and one of them is “She’s the Devil incarnate. She’s Christine. Body by Plymouth. Soul by Satan.”
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