High school student Carrie White gets her first period during a locker room shower after gym class, setting in motion a chain of events that is to end tragically for just about every character who appears in this film. Carrie has been psychologically and physically abused by her mom, a delusional religious zealot beautifully portrayed by Piper Laurie. Carrie's shyness and awkwardness make her an easy target for the other high school kids, and her suppressed rage begins to be channelled into telekinetic outbursts.
Maybe this is the review that gets me kicked off the blog? Shockingly enough, today was the first time I've ever seen Carrie (1976) and maybe I'm being too hard on it. I love the plot, the casting, the acting, and the effects, but I thought the film played way too melodramatically (split screens! slo-mo! spinning cameras!). Probably if I'd seen it in the theater when it came out, without having read the novel, it would have really disturbed and shocked me; as it was I felt a little let down. Humph. Maybe if I sleep on it, an extra star will emerge? Or maybe Carrie (1976) just isn't a masterpiece. Thoughts?