The Stepmother
The Stepmother
R | 26 October 1972 (USA)
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Returning home from a business trip, an architect assumes that a client is having an affair with his wife and murders the man. His feelings of guilt and attempts to conceal the crime lead to more complications and death.

Reviews
Holstra Boring, long, and too preachy.
Sexyloutak Absolutely the worst movie.
Sameer Callahan It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.
Married Baby Just intense enough to provide a much-needed diversion, just lightweight enough to make you forget about it soon after it’s over. It’s not exactly “good,” per se, but it does what it sets out to do in terms of putting us on edge, which makes it … successful?
Leofwine_draca THE STEPMOTHER is another tawdry skin flick put out by Crown International Pictures and directed by Hikmet Avedis. The plot is murky and complicated and opens with a murder before leading to a situation which has no kind of suspense or impact whatsoever. A bunch of characters gather at a house but not much really happens throughout. The title is something of a misnomer and refers to a sub-plot that doesn't go very far. If you're looking for exploitation values there's not much in the way of them either, with this coming across as both tame and dull.
Brian T. Whitlock (GOWBTW) In the 70's, you would see a lot of skin in drama and thrillers. Then there's the sex factor that goes along with it. In "The Stepmother", there is plenty of that. Alejandro Rey("The Flying Nun") plays Frank, a successful building contractor who catches his client with his wife while he was on a business trip. He kills him, then buries his body at a beach. Unbeknownst to him, there's a fighting couple that comes up later. After getting rid of the evidence, the police comes up and tells that there are two bodies at the beach. Frank knows that he killed his client, but the other body is female. That makes him more uneasy. If that is bad, it gets worse when he accidentally kills his partner in the business. That makes him more unstable. For this one, business and pleasure, don't mix. It has a great cast. But the ending was a letdown. It's worth the watch in certain ways. Only on a certain occasion. 2 out of 5 stars
jfgibson73 It isn't so much that The Stepmother is a weird story--it could be the plot of any made-for-cable late night erotic thriller. But the way the story unfolds feels unusual, and that--along with some hammy acting--is probably why this movie has been largely forgotten.The main character looks like a younger Al Pacino after two months with no sleep. The movie gets right to the action before we even know who any of these people are. The characters explain everything eventually, but for a while, we don't really know their backgrounds or their relationships to each other. Not that it's complicated, but you expect to know something about Frank before he strangles the guy messing around with his wife.Even the ending is handled strangely. Moments before the credits roll, things happen that seem to set up another half hour of drama, but then the conclusion hammers down, and we are deprived of the conflict that the story seemed to be building towards.I found The Stepmother on an 8-movie collection called "Drive-In Cult Classics" for only $7 at Best Buy. This was the first of the eight I watched, and it was exactly what I was looking for: low budget, goofy, obscure 70's trash. I didn't think it was all that good, but as a fan of bad movies, I enjoyed it.
John Seal At first I thought IMDb's reference to an Academy Award nomination for The Stepmother must be a mistake. But it's true, and the funny thing is that Strange Are the Ways of Love really IS the best thing about the film. Alejandro Rey is dreadful as Mexican architect Frank Delgado, a deeply pious Catholic who kills his friend Alan after he discovers him pawing wife Margo (Katherine Justice). Worse, Frank is paranoid about the intentions of his business partner Dick (Larry Linville) and ends up shoving him off the roof. Whenever the police interview Frank he almost screams guilt, figuratively speaking, but the dumb cops take an awful long time to solve what should really be a very simple case. There's a groovy score that must have already sounded five years out of date in 1972, John D. Garfield as a skin flick producer named Goof, and a couple of full frontal scenes that don't advance the narrative.