Saturday, March 21, 2009

9 Days 'til NYC: American Psycho

In anticipation for my trip to New York City I will be counting down with some of my NYC movies (and even some that I don't like just for a change of pace). Hope you all enjoy.


When it comes time to do my list of the best films of the aughts (that'd be 2000-2009, obviously) one of the very very highest entries will be for this movie that was released in April 2000. As a sign of how far I have come this decade, I wasn't even legally allowed to see the movie due to it's R18+ rating (the equivalent of America's NC17, but not as pornified), but see it I did and I haven't looked back since.

For whatever reason, this movie piqued my interest early. Perhaps it was the controversy - Leonardo DiCaprio starring? A woman directing? Personalised emails for Patrick Bateman? etc - but I found myself following it. I snatched a cinema lobby card and found myself staring at it for long periods of time (maybe it was the Christian Bale infatuation that would solidify itself within me upon seeing the movie proper) and I waited for reviews to come out of it's Sundance premiere in January of the new year. Maybe it was my already inbuilt love of all things 1980s and New York City? I had already grown an appreciation for Reese Witherspoon, too, and I even won a copy of the soundtrack (not including Huey Lewis & The News' "Hip to be Square" unfortunately - that thing would earn me a pretty penny today) to keep my interest un-wavering.

I did, obviously, end up loving the film. I thought it the best of 2000 and would have given it Picture, Director, Actor, Adapted Screenplay awards for sure, plus probably Art Direction too for so perfectly evoking an era. The movie is filled with tonnes of great little moments to. Texas Chainsaw Massacre playing as Bateman works on his abs, all those monologues delivered with such ice cold fascination by Bale and "FEED ME A STRAY CAT" gets me every time despite my undying affection for felines.

That the movie has never quite been retrospectively lauded is a bit disappointing, but it allows me to feel like the movie is still an undiscovered gem and a movie that's sort of mine.

As Whitney Houston once asked; "Didn't we almost have it all?" Almost, Whitney. Almost.

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