Mommie Dearest (Hollywood Royalty/Special Collector's Edition) [Import]

What's to say about this over-the-top film except to proclaim it a one huge must for camp classic buffs. Faye Dunaway gives all she's got and comes out smelling deliciously rotten as the legendary movie actress Joan Crawford who despises wire hangers and adopted children. Never an actress has been so frightfully dedicated to a role as Dunaway is throughout this 139 minute gem. She utterly acts as if her life depends on it, which probably does since she was given the A-list boot after the release of the film. To lovers of high standard bad cinema, however, she will always be the queen of the ball. Her scene-stealing performance definitely deserves top honors as the biggest bad movie we love moment there is. In fact, everything in MOMMY DEAREST deserves the highest praise, from its big budget grade B-movie look to its many jaw-dropping, pleasure-giving sequences (again, wire hangers anyone?). Aghast incredibility has never been this much fun in the presence of la Faye. Now all we need, besides this so-deserving Hollywood Royalty Edition, is seeing her again in the MOMMY DEAREST:THE HIDDEN YEARS sequel for us to die very very happy.-----Martin Boucher

I am 32 years old, and I call my mother "Mommie Dearest" because she is in many ways the same and in many ways worse than the Joan Crawford character in this movie. When I got away from home and went to college, no one believed how awful my mother was. The same stuff... I'd come home from work at 6am after the late night shift and she'd insist on vacuuming my bedroom at 9am. She insisted I was adopted (I wasn't), locked me out of the house almost every night because she didn't believe me that I had soccer practice or whatever (even when I was 12), locked me out in the rain to teach me lessons, threw food at me at the dinner table, yelled at me for helping her take in the groceries, put me in the backyard in my high chair as a toddler so the neighbors could watch me when I wasn't eating my food, put my hand on the stove burners, threw all my clothes out the window, didn't allow me to have a bedroom door, and said all the same stupid lines in this movie. My mother made me watch this movie when it came out because she wanted to show us that we kids deserved to be treated poorly (she loves Mommie Dearest). My sister was tied to her bed with a jump rope because she wanted to go play with her friends after school, and my mother didn't want her to. Seeing my sister there was the saddest moment of my life. My mother physcially hit me and abused me every day from a toddler to 18, and even some more after that. At the age of 32, I have nightmares for months because of her. We don't deserve to be called "liars" who have "campy mothers".

This movie is the story of my life.

I really loved this movie, based on the life of Joan Crawford. A woman who very much exhibits someone with Narcissistic Personality Disorder. It's a great movie.