This is a film that will most certainly delight fantasy and horror fans alike, as the film touches on both genres, and has some effective comedic bits throughout the film. George Miller's direction is terrific, and it's an impressive transition from his previous work. Every actor here is great, and each brings something unique to the screen to make this a fun, entertaining ride. At times the film could have been better, and the script should have been polished a bit more, but overall the strong on-screen performances more than make up for its weak moments. Compared to others that have tackled the subject, this film is much more entertaining. Although not a memorable film, The Witches of Eastwick is one of the better films dealing with witches. Jack Nicholson is great in his performance as the devil, and director George Miller who also directed the Mad Max trilogy. The Witches of Eastwick is a highly entertaining comedy horror film that relies on a great cast of actors and well constructed script to make for a fun, exhilarating two hours. Isn't that the depiction of a vengeful and wrathful God? Is the satire on how often godliness and wickedness coincide? Well, apparently the original novel was intended as a feminist manifesto (even though the women are represented as actual witches), but there isn't much in the way of theological commentary, so I don't know what to make of book or film.
Is Daryl a Satan proxy or a God proxy? Daryl rants about how he gave the girls everything, and then when they forsake him, he will seek retribution. Upon learning that this movie was adapted from a novel by John Updike, a writer I admire, I expected the hijinx to lead to something deeper. The trio of women gets their revenge through sorcery, but they still raise Daryl's lovechildren and treat him as merely an exasperating, absentee father rather than quashing his sacrilegious doctrine, defeating him for good, or at least spurning him for the Satan proxy he is.
Cher, Sarandon, and Pfeiffer are brassy, sensual, and sweet, respectively, and Jack Nicholson is the epitome of the diabolical wag.ĭaryl van Horne spouts some base misogyny, which has the potential to be clever and satirical if only there were some wink at the audience. Three headstrong single women in idyllic Eastwick wish for their dream beaux, and a devilish new stranger comes to town to seduce them in turn.
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