The Deborah Foreman Double Shot



Deborah Foreman




I never know where a night with Mike Cucinotta will end up.  For the last few years, we’ve gotten together about once a week for what I like to call Myra Mondays.  It doesn’t necessarily need to be a Monday night, but it almost always involves us watching at least two flicks.  We’ve watched high end stuff such as Bergman, straight through filth such as the Italian EXORCIST ripoff THE ANTICHRIST, and just about everything in-between.  When he suggested last Friday that we watch the 80s comedy MY CHAUFFEUR, I had not the slightest clue that our choice of film would lead to Death Ensemble reviews.  But then, I hadn’t factored in the power of 80s go-to chick Deborah Foreman.


Deborah Foreman was in a lot of flicks in the 80s, and with good reason.  A congenial, attractive actress, she had that hopeful appeal that suggested we could do anything in that era.  MY CHAUFFEUR is a silly movie, but it proffered a female who could empower herself to break the glass ceiling and enter a profession dominated by men.  And she could find romance doing so.  She’s much more timid in WAXWORK, with Michelle Johnson playing the femme fatale as Foreman plays the virgin who’s eventually broken and seeking to be dominated by the Marquis de Sade of a waxworks.  In APRIL FOOL’S DAY, she’s got to play a character three different ways, which would be a challenge for a Shakespearean actor.  But she’s plucky, and pulls it off.


Oddly, Deborah and I communicated out of the blue yesterday.  I’d noted that she mugs a lot, which she does, and mentioned her 1,027 facial expressions.  She took it in good spirits, as I’m sure any of her characters would have.  Having just watched three of her movies and noting that two of them as horror qualified for review on Death Ensemble, I wanted to honor this essential 80s woman.




Two of Deborah Foreman's many facial expressions



So here’s the Deborah Foreman Double Shot.  Click on the links over the posters for my reviews of WAXWORK and APRIL FOOL’S DAY.  Even if neither qualifies as a classic, they’re both worth a watch, if only to view a very likable actress in Foreman.  If this were Mike’s pop culture site Massive Hysteria, I’d be reviewing VALLEY GIRL and MY CHAUFFEUR among others.  As it stands, I hope these two are enough to hold you over as we anxiously await Foreman’s return to the big screen, a possibility according to her website.








Thank you, Deborah.  For inspiring me to write these two reviews.  But most importantly, for being an important part of my generation’s films.

–Phil Fasso



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