I was lying in bed with Laura telling her of my disgust that Denzel Washington has ass-raped yet another american cinematic classic just to gain a few points in the game of summer blockbusters. He is starring in "remake" of the 1962 film starring Frank Sinatra, Laurence Harvey, Janet Leigh, Angela Lansbury and yes that is a young Henry Silva of later "Escape 2000" fame. Let's get this straight right off the bat. This is by no means a remake of the 1962 version. The characters names are the same and some of the same words like "the" and "I" are used in the script but this is where the similarities seem to peter off into nothing. Denzel plays Ben Marco, a high ranking military official that came back from the war with a spot of Mel Gibsonish-conspiracy-theory-autism that makes the word cliche roll over in it's grave. The "Manchurian" aspect has been changed from the actual Eastern Red scare to some scientific research corporation calling themselves "Manchurian United" or something to that effect. They brainwash the next candidate for presidency, Sgt. Raymond Shaw, who is being played by the cross dresser that Adam Sandler fell in love with from that movie Mixed Nuts. Kudos to casting Meryl Streep in the role of Elanor Shaw but this won't save your movie Mr. Demme. And if all that isn't bad enough it turns out to be one of those movies with that damn screaming test monkey. There's always one movie that attempts to convey fear and paranoia with a millisecond flash of a screaming test monkey. You know the one I'm talking about. Looks a little like this: Yeah. That one. Do yourself a favor and rent the 1962 version of this movie and if you see Denzel Washington or Jonathan Demme in the streets, pee on them for me.