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(For Day 11 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was to write a two-part poem as an exchange of letters, so my correspondents are the main characters of this film.)

Look, Alex,
I know that we had a great time.
You kept my bed warm, and you brightened my day,
But that wasn’t love; it’s two folks in their prime,
Partaking in something that just couldn’t stay.
I do have a family, a wife – you knew that.
You had to have known we would go separate ways.
I’m sorry, but we can’t keep writing or chat.
I wish you the best for the rest of your days.

Dear Dan,
You may say that, in words or in ink,
But women are able to read between lines.
A “great time” is not simply gone in a blink,
It lasts if you’re willing to act on the signs,
To push obligations, like families and wives
And substandard marriages fully aside,
And see that the best thing in both of our lives
Is right there before you and won’t be denied.
I won’t simply shrug off the loss of our bond.
I felt it, you felt it, I won’t let it go.
No need to write back if you want to respond.
Just look out your window to see me. I’ll know.
____________________________

MPA rating: R

Fatal Attraction isn’t the kind of film I would expect to earn a Best Picture Oscar nomination (in addition to five others), but it’s gone down in history as the film to scare men straight, because you never know if the person you’re cheating with could be a psycho. Glenn Close’s character of Alex Forrest is iconic here, and it was fascinating to view her as the forerunner for the behavior of the many yanderes (obsessively loving, violent girls) of anime, such as showing up unexpectedly to meet their lover’s family.

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Michael Douglas is suitably scummy as the philandering husband, but it’s hard not to sympathize with him and especially his wife (Anne Archer) as his tryst puts his whole family in danger. As a thriller that switches from eroticism to psychological unease, Fatal Attraction is tense and well-made, culminating in an especially memorable climax. It’s the epitome of the maxim “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.”

Best line: (Alex, to Dan) “Well, what am I supposed to do? You won’t answer my calls, you change your number. I mean, I’m not gonna be ignored, Dan!”

Rank:  List Runner-Up

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