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Bret Easton Ellis (novel "The Rules of Attraction") Roger Avary (screenplay)
Bret Easton Ellis (novel "The Rules of Attraction") Roger Avary (screenplay)
Bret Easton Ellis (novel "The Rules of Attraction") Roger Avary (screenplay)
Lionsgate tested the film at a mall in conservative Orange County, as they saw the film as a teen comedy. Director Roger Avary saw the film as "the assassination of teen comedies." The test screening was reportedly horrible, with dozens of walkouts and people shouting "fag film" at the screen as they left. Regardless, Lionsgate insisted on marketing the film as a teen comedy and opening it in wide-release.
Although the location for the film is a fictional northeast college called Camden, there are two palm trees that can be seen in the parking lot of the hospital scene.
The credits run backwards, starting with the disclaimer ("Any similarity to
persons living or dead...") and rolling upwards to end with the cast.
The French 2-Disc Special Edition entitled 'Les Lois De L'Attraction' is the longest possible version available. It has a couple of scenes not in the UK & US DVDs and also includes more of the suicide scene (including the girl actually cutting into her wrists, instead of just seeing her reaction) It also includes more relevant commentary tracks than the other DVD's available.
Anna Begins Performed by James Van Der Beek Words by Adam Duritz Music by David Bryson , Marty Jones, Toby Hawkins, Lydia Holly and Adam Duritz Published by 1993 EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Jones Falls Music/Knucklevision Music/Puppet Head Songs/Siren Says Music (BMI)
Brilliant adaptation of Ellis novel
Roger Avery succedes brilliantly in this impressive and horrifying adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis' first novel. I read the novel 4 years ago as a Freshman in college after being blown away by 'American Psycho' and wanted to make 'Rules' into a film myself thinking no one would ever try. So much for that. Anyway, Avery impressed me alot. The series of Patrick Bateman references are also quite amusing for readers/viewers familiar with 'American Psycho' Some reviewers have tended to comment on Avery's use of visual gimmicks, but he puts them to use well. The split screen where Sean meets Lauren is perfect, showing the seperation between them. The backwards film also works, showing how relatively meaningless many of the actions are, while drawing attention to them at the same time.
One last thing. People, including here on the IMDB have been criticizing the characters for being one-dimensional. THAT IS THE POINT. Ellis' characters ARE one-dimensional. What you get is a boat-load of information about all of these people and what you are left with is an empty being, soulless, if you will. It works. YOU aren't SUPPOSED to be attached to these characters because THEY are not attached to themselves or anyone else.
Brilliant film. Very well acted. Very well done. Frank
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What is the Japanese language plot outline for The Rules of Attraction (2002)?
The incredibly spoiled and overprivileged students of Camden College are a backdrop for an unusual love triangle between a drug dealer, a virgin and a bisexual classmate. The incredibly spoiled and overprivileged students of Camden College are a backdrop for an unusual love triangle between a drug dealer, a virgin and a bisexual classmate. The incredibly spoiled and overprivileged students of Camden College are a backdrop for an unusual love triangle between a drug dealer, a virgin and a bisexual classmate.
Victor : [summarizing his vacation, nonstop, in just under four minutes] Took a charter flight on a DC-10 to London. Landed at Heathrow. Took a cab to the city center. Don't let people lie to you: hostels are for the ugly. I'm staying in Home House, the most beautiful hotel in the world. Called a friend from school who was selling hash, but she wasn't in. Met a couple of Brits who take me to, of all places, Camden Street. I flirt a bit at the Virgin Megastore, buy some CDs, then follow some girls with pink hair. I wandered around trying to get laid, until it started to rain, then went back to Home House. Ministry of Sound is dead, so I go to Remform - but it's Gay Night. I find the one hetero girl in the place and we dry hump on the dance floor. We cab it back to Home House. I strip her clothes off, suck her toes, and we fuck. I hung out for four or five days. Met the world's biggest DJ, Paul Oakenfold. Kept missing the Changing of the Guards. Wrote my mom a postcard I never sent. Bought some speed from an Italian junkie who was trying to sell me a stolen bike. Smoked a lot of hash that had too much tobacco in it. Saw the Tate. Saw Big Ben. Ate a lot of weird English food. It rained a lot, it was expensive, and I'm jonesing... So, I split for Amsterdam. The Dutch all know English, so I didn't have to speak any Dutch - which was a relief. I cruise the Red Light District. Visit a sex show. Visit a sex museum. Smoke a lot of hash. I meet a Dutch TV actress and we drink absinthe at a bar called Absinthe. The museums were cool, I guess. Lots of Van Goghs and the Vermeers were intense. Wandered around. Bought a lot of pastries. Ate some intense waffles. We bought some coke and I cruised the Red Light District, until I found some blonde with big tits that reminds me of Lara. I gave her a hundred guilders. In the end, she pulls me out, and I cum between her tits, even though I'm wearing a rubber. Afterward we made small-talk about AIDS, her Moroccan pimp, and herself. I wake to the sound of a wino singing. It's 8 AM and hot as blazes. I pretend to ice-skate around Central Station, while someone plays the sax. Trade songs with a Kiwi girl... Then split for Paris by train. Wander the Champs-Elysees. Climb the Eiffel Tower for only seven francs, because the ticket machine was broken. Got the hang of the Metro, took it everywhere. Went to a Ford model party and hooked up with a Romanian model named Karina. She chugs my cock at the Mariott Champs-Elysees, which is good. We played billiards, went shopping. I think she gave me mono. Drove a Ferrari that belonged to a member of the Saudi royal family. Made out with a Dutch model in front of the Louvre. Saw the Arc de Triomphe and almost became road-kill crossing the street... "Oakie" invites me to Dublin, so I catch an Aer Lingus flight and stay at the Morrison. Dublin rocks like you can't imagine. Oakenfold lets me spin some discs with him. Irish girls are as small as leprechauns. I swap hickeys with a drunk woman. After groping my abs and calling me "Mr. L.A.", she strips for me in the bath room of the club. Sneak into the Guinness factory and steal some stout so good my dick goes hard... I fly to Barcelona, which was a low-rent bust. Too many fat American students. Too many lame meat markets. I dropped acid at the Sagrada Familia, which was a trip to say the least. Cruise up the coast to the Museo Gala Dali, but had no more acid, which sucked. Some girl from Camden calls me on my cell, so I let her listen to the church bells in Cadaques. Canta Cruz is beautiful, but there are no girls here, just old hippies... So, I went to Switzerland where I, ironically, couldn't find anyone who had the time. Took the Glacier Express up the Schilthorn, which is beautiful in a way I can't describe... Euro Pass into Italy and ended up in Venice, where I met a hot girl who looks like Rachael Leigh Cook and speaks better English than I do. She's living for a year on only five dollars a day. We gondola around, buy some masks. She think's I'm a capitalist, because my hotel room costs more for one night than she's spending her entire trip. But she doesn't mind it so much when I pay the bills... I ditch her and hook up with a couple who obviously want a 3-some. Too much tension there, but the doofus offers to drive me to Rome, an offer I jump at. Traffic is bad and we're stopped for hours without moving. The wife turns out to be a freak. The guy starts to wig out on me. It's like a Polanski film... We stop for a while in Florence, where I see some big dome. A bomb goes off and I lose the weird couple, which is probably for the best... Ended up in Rome, which is big and hot and dirty. It was just like L.A., but with ruins. I went to the Vatican, which was ridiculously opulent. Stood for two hours to get into the Sistine Chapel, which - now that it's been cleaned - looks fake. I meet two under-age Italian girls who I try to talk into fucking each other while I jack off onto them. Bored, I buy them some ice cream instead. My hotel has a gym, so I work out. I bump into some guy from Camden who says he knows me, but I'm sure that he's a fag, so I lose him. I try to fart and instead shit my pants. Back in my hotel room, I masturbate and have a pain in my groin. That night, I dream about a beautiful girl, half in water, stretching her lean body. She asks me if I like it and I tell her she can clean fish with it. I don't know what it means, but I wake well-rested, masturbate in the shower, and check out... I make my way back to London and hang out in Piccadilly Circus. Hmm. Palakon. I swap shirts with some upper-crusty Cambridge chick. Hers was an Agnes B., mine a Costume Nationale. She acts stuffy and prudish, but is really wild underneath it all. She barely looks at my abs, though she wants to. The next day, I drop some acid and get lost in the subway for a full day and can't find my way out. I meet a cute girl who lets me jack off onto her as long as no cum gets onto her Paul Smith coat. We get stoned while listening to Michael Jackson records and the next morning I wake up talking to myself. I have a big bump on my head from flailing in my sleep. I get my stuff and barely make my plane back to the United States... I no longer know who I am and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger.

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Jessica Biel, James Van Der Beek, and Ian Somerhalder bring life and laughter to this honest, edgy look at social and sexual relationships at college.
Directors Roger Avary Starring James Van Der Beek , Jessica Biel , Kate Bosworth Genres Comedy , Drama , Romance Subtitles English [CC] Audio languages English
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Adam D. Reviewed in the United States on May 11, 2008
I just watched this movie, and I have to say that I really, really liked it, although I can understand why others don't. This is a cult film, to be sure, and it requires a certain sensibility to see through to the end--the film's blunt force trauma approach to Gen Y college kids will leave lots of viewers cold, unable to muster any feeling for the film's characters. But others will enjoy the comedy of it all. For me, the movie clicked from the very first scene. I totally got what was going on and what the filmmakers were trying to say because of my own college experiences. I knew all these bastards, and I appreciated that they weren't really that sympathetic. This movie really is the definitive movie about the most prevalent form of college life that on sees today, so much so that there seems no point of ever making another. All of this is not to say that the film is perfect, even if you share the film's sensibility. All of the scenes featuring Sean (James Van Der Beek) interacting with the drug dealer were a real drag on the movie. The actor who played the latter evidently never learned that good acting doesn't necessarily mean MORE acting. And although Van Der Beek does a surprisingly good job as Sean Bateman (my expectations were, to put it kindly, low) there are a few uneven moments. Generally, though, the acting is pretty good, and the movie is a technical marvel. If you're not convinced so far, here are five of my favorite moments from the film. If you like them, consider watching it. 1. Sean has lost a chance at being with the woman he has convinced himself he's in love with, so he decides to kill himself. First, he tries to hang himself with a phone cord. The light fixture can't hold his weight, so he falls to the ground. Then he tries to slash his wrists with a razor, but it's a face shaver and he is again unsuccessful. Finally, he tries to overdose on pills, but all he has are what appear to be cold pills, which he takes a bunch of and chases with off-brand NyQuil. It's a pretty funny take on emo-style hysterics. 2. Sean (Ian Somerhalder of LOST) is late to meet Sean for dinner when one of his friends overdoses. He's completely nonplussed as they drive to the hospital, dismissing the crisis by saying things like, "Freshmen don't OD." He doesn't even bother to conceal his boredom when the guy seems to die (but doesn't). 3. "I only did it with her because I'm in love with you." Sure... 4. The restaurant scene. "Well, Richard..." "I'm DICK!" "Well, Dick, what are you studying?" Much of the rest of the dialogue is unprintable. The scene is the key to the entire movie: entitlement, resentment of authority, lack of control--it's all there. And hilarious. 5. The scene where Sean's secret admirer (who we had seen several times before) commits suicide. In between all the irony and sleaze, it's a genuinely beautiful and sad moment. The Rules of Attraction is more than the sum of its parts, though. It makes an effective brief for what its subject group is like, and it does not exactly let them off the hook when it comes to moral terms. It is not, of course, for everyone, but if you're still reading this it might be worth a viewing. P. S. Van Der Beek also punches Jessica Biel in the face. So, there's that.
DX Reviewed in the United States on October 5, 2021
First let's talk about the a/v on the blu-ray. The first chapter has tiling even after a replacement was issued on the same spot, just before a blonde chick goes into a room to screw the football team. It's quick and speckles a tad. The rest of the film is decent and a light step up from the dvd unfortunately. It probably is a 2.5 overall but I think it's closer to a 3 than a 2. Color is washed out at times and there's some banding. Audio is okay but on par/same as the dvd. The film: Loads of reviews complaining about the subject matter and rape... Yes, the film starts out on a huge downer but rape/being taken advantage of in college (even high school) happens! Sadly this film showcase's how screwed up our culture is and while it's not super realistic, it's intense. For those triggered, I suggest you go into the real world or take a look at other films like irreversible, kids, higher learning, or even porkys! It's R rated/unrated for a reason. I suggest that if you give a film a bad rating because you don't like it pushing boundaries/show sensitive material check out info about what you're watching. It's very easy today with the internet. Trashing a film because you're offended is tasteless and should be considered trolling.
Alexandra Reviewed in the United States on July 7, 2019
It's been a few years since I've read the Ellis book this film is based on, so I can't really speak to the accuracy of detail, but I can say this film does a pretty good job of capturing the spirit of the original. Since the book is so focused on the internal characters, mainly satires of the students at expensive private liberal arts colleges, it doesn't always transfer super well to the screen, but the actors all do a really good job of showing these bred-to-be-shallow, wanna-be-deep kids. The use of re-wind and split screens is albeit campy, super creative, and something most filmmakers would shy away from. Somehow, it works. The soundtrack has got to be the single best part of the whole film. The Cure, Love and Rockets, Blondie, the Rapture... all seamlessly blended with an original electronic score by Tomandandy. I've been listening to the album on repeat since I finished the movie last night! I absolutely adore this film, but can't give it that last star because just got more out of the book. I know it's a little unfair to judge an adaptation on the original, but surely there could have been some way to get a bit deeper into the characters. (Shorter/fewer sex scenes, maybe? Just saying. There are a lot.) Overall, a film that's a pretty good adaptation of a great book. It's especially fun to watch as a college student, bonus points if you're at a liberal arts school. Remember as with all Ellis: it is a satire/commentary, not a glorification.
G. Traines Reviewed in the United States on April 13, 2016
First, let me point out some aspects of the movie that the viewer can expect to be well done. 1. The ending credits seemed to be formatted and spelled correctly. 2. The girl from 7th Heaven (I think) does some gymnastics in her dorm room. She does not fall down. Apparently this is a film adaptation of a book. People may say that I need to read the book to "get it." Let me address that defense first: No, I don't. Unless there is a disclaimer at the beginning that says "This movie is going to range from nonsensical to pointless unless you read the book," the producers, writers, and directors must have meant for it to stand on its own as a piece of artistic expression. In this regard (and most others), the movie fails completely. In 1999, filmmakers precisely and unforgettably encapsulated the confusing, chaotic world of contemporary young adult angst, drug use, and violence by starting a story at the end and filling in the shocking backstory as the movie progressed. This film starred some of the most recognizable young actors who each in his or her own way represented an aspect of the youth culture as it struggled toward maturity and adulthood. Perhaps most notably, this work featured a member of the Dawson's Creek cast. That movie was Go. Three years later, someone apparently thought they could reproduce the success of Go by cherry-picking the most superficial aspects of the concept, dropping in another Dawson's Creek cast member, adding a healthy scoop of other unemployed former WB stars, and finally mixing in a bucket of pure contempt for the audience. Set your oven to "obnoxious" for twenty minutes as we are subjected to prolonged clips of the sights and sounds of people aimlessly milling around -- IN REVERSE!! -- to drive home the point that SOME THINGS WE ARE SEEING HAPPENED BEFORE THE THING WE SAW FIRST. Some films use sped-up smash cuts, narration, or titles to indicate some unexpected time shift. Not The Rules of Attraction! We need to watch - and hear - a guy walking backwards in snow for what seems like an eternity. Oh, but speaking of text, we are reliably informed several times that we are viewing events taking place at "THE END OF THE WORLD PARTY!" Is that supposed to have some sort of significance to us? Was this supposed to be taking place in the winter of 1999 as we approached the fabled Y2K disaster? Probably. I don't know. Maybe it was in the book, or the movie explained it and I was already so apathetic that the information couldn't enter my brain. Then things get really good as we set our oven to "zzzzzz" for about an hour and a half while sociopaths batter us with their prete
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