Picks and Pans Review: High Heels
updated 01/20/1992 AT 01:00 AM EST
•originally published 01/20/1992 AT 01:00 AM EST
With High Heels, Spanish bad-boy filmmaker Pedro (Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!) Almodóvar again reveals his unique gift for making films so twisted and yet so funny that you're almost too busy laughing to be shocked.
This time he's written and directed a scabrously amusing tale of mother love gone wrong. Becky Del Paramo (Paredes), a singing movie star who dresses only in Armani, returns home to Spain after a 15-year absence to discover that her daughter, Rebecca (Abril), a Chanel-clad TV newscaster, has married one of Del Paramo's ex-lovers. Mom and hubby quickly get back to making the earth move, while Rebecca seeks solace with a female impersonator (Miguel Bosé) who specializes in lip-synching Rebecca's mother's hits. When the husband turns up dead, both women are accused of murdering him. Clearly, we are not in Kansas anymore.
Sure, this is melodrama—but carried out at warp speed, and in a wickedly warped way. Almodóvar's films may not be for everyone, but those in step with his camp humor and sophisticated satire will want to sign up for this latest fun-house ride. (R)