Corrosive, funny and provocative in the extreme, debut writer/director Dylan Kidd
Tilting from ice-queen Isabella Rossellini’s slinky high-rise party to the pounding inferno of an underworld brothel, Kidd’s glinting LaBute-ality is staged but never stagy, his peek-a-boo shaky-cam eavesdropping us onto every barbwire witticism of the fastball dialogue – which, line by line, is smashed out of the park by his cast. Jennifer Beals and Elizabeth Berkley sidestep expectations. Eisenberg is a wonderfully twitchy find. But Scott is as good as it gets, peddling the sophisto-sleaze like a pro and somehow finding pathos in bruised misogyny.
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Smart. Kidd provides two terrific yak-tracks (tech-smart with DoP Joaquin Basa-Asay; hilarious with Scott and Eisenberg) before hosting five featurette interviews with his collaborators to detail the movie’s making. Eisenberg gives us an amusing mock-tour of New York and there’s also a deleted scene that sees Nick working the charm at school. Jonathan Crocker
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