Mary Harron (I Shot Andy Warhol) keeps the gist of Brett Easton Ellis’s novel about a narcissistic yuppie serial killer, but whereas the book becomes entangled in its own Grand Guignol superficiality, Harron’s movie actually makes the metaphors work. For once, the film is better than the freakin’ book! The deconstruction of Phil Collins’s “Sussudio” is some deep, deep stuff.
|Venue name:||Nitehawk Cinema||Contact:|
136 Metropolitan Ave
|Cross street:||between Berry St and Wythe Ave|
|Opening hours:||Mon–Fri 5pm–2am; Sat, Sun noon–2am|
|Transport:||Subway: L to Bedford Ave|