One Word Movie

Love & Sex

Undistinguished Famke Janssen movie from 2000. Shit, but still better than anything on the telly.

In this film, Famke Janssen goes out with a selection of men: those who are self-evident assholes, men who consider themselves to be assholes, and men whose assholeness is intuitively obvious to even the casual observer. Then she moans, a lot, when they behave like assholes. It's not like she doesn't deserve it, she's cruel and unsympathetic. Patrick Bateman would totally be able to chat her up. You know she's going to end up with the head asshole because he's the one with his name on the DVD box.

There are a couple of redeeming features. Famke Janssen looks like she goes down the gym three hours every day, Bateman could discuss sit-ups with her. And for Jon Favreau's dialogue, mirabile dictu, it seems that they employed a script-writer. They borrowed some lines from Clerks, but at least they know to crib from a funny movie. So I actually laughed a couple of times when I was watching this, which was a lot more than I was expecting. But, for instance, Favreau's character is an artist, so you would expect him to have some visual sensibility, yet he wears the most hideous shirts since Capn Bob's in Cape Fear.

Better than staring at the wall in a miasma of loneliness. But still shit.

posted by Chairman Peyote @ 6:29 AM