Sitting somewhere between Carrie and Scanners, The Fury is equally captivating and distracting. Brian De Palma delivers staggering set pieces (a slow motion escape and a rear projection utilising ‘vision’ really stand out) and his trademark 70’s/80’s callousness is on full show but the untamed ideas just need herding in the right direction. It might ultimately be a film that doesn’t quite add up but The Fury really needs to be seen because the layers are all there and so are Kirk Douglas and John Cassavetes.
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And it has a spectacularly good score by John Williams.