Released only a month after the similar Seven, Copycat isn’t as grim and bleak in tone as that film, but is just as eerie as their forebearer, The Silence of the Lambs, by being constantly submerged into the M.O. of real-life serial killers. Lacking a villain as memorable as Lecter, or an ending like Seven, Copycat’s writing is a balance of memorability (the opening) and awkward dramatics (its scenes of grief.)
Apprezzabile pellicola di Amiel,in linea con i thriller di moda negli anni '90.I personaggi sono caratterizzati in maniera grossolana,ma la storia tiene e la curiosità per il prossimo omicidio c'è sempre.Un pò troppo femminista per miei gusti(gli uomini sono tutti abbastanza idioti e l unico serio muore come un deficiente),ma il ritmo e lo script tengono abbastanza fino alla fine.
Certainly no Silence of the Lambs, but it scratches the true crime itch. The acting is cringeworthy at times. I think a lot of unnecessary frills thrown around would be edited out if this were made today, and that’d certainly be a good decision.
Well the title don't lie. This is a copycat of a movie about a serial-killer that do things we have seen other serial-killers do before. There are two strong actresses in the main roles who are watchable and the main reason for watching this film. Annoying ending ask for a sequel that never will happen.