Movies that are slightly off.
They're dying to play with you.
When teen-socialite Kelly Van Ryan (Richards) and troubled bad girl Suzie Toller (Campbell) accuse guidance counselor Sam Lombardo (Dillon) of rape, he's suspended by the school, rejected by the town, and fighting to get his life back. One cop (Bacon) suspects conspiracy, but nothing is what it seems...
Sex Ed. Sailing with Jimmy. A semi-charmed life. Skeet shooting. A MILF. Country club rejection. When you need a top-notch lawyer, call a Ghostbuster. A shocking courtroom revelation. Having the pool boy do your dirty work. A sleazy motel. Johnny Drama's brother, Sidney Prescott, and Charlie Sheen's baby mama in one hot and unforgettable three-way champagne celebration. A poolside catfight turns steamy. A double-cross. A triple-cross. A tragic night at the guesthouse. Kevin Bacon's bacon. Speargun ownage. Sam's last toast. As the credits roll, this wild ride ends and all secrets are let out of the bag.
This film is like making love to a mediocre gymnast who tries to sleep her way to the top, starting with the guy/gal who fills those bowls with powdered chalk.
It's sleazy and twisty.
An extra star for Kevin's bacon.
John McNaughton's Wild Things got a reputation as a bit of a steamy erotic thriller. It copped flak in the States for some of the sex scenes and helped land Denise Richards a Bond girl role in The World Is Not Enough. However these days this is tame in comparison to any sexual thriller with any imagination and although this does sizzle at times, the two actresses are more wooden than Matt Dillon's boat.
When a guidance teacher is accused of raping a socialites daughter in a rich Miami suburb, it opens a can of worms and a desire for retribution. He's instantly ostracized and is the victim of harassment and assault. All however is not as it seems and…
'Wild Things' is one of those trashy 90's romps that appears to have been overshadowed purely for the infamous threesome scene rather than the film itself. The story is exciting, thrilling and keeps you thinking, but all people seem to remember are BOOBS! and SEX! I can't really argue against those points, as 'Wild Things' have both of these things in abundance, but that's not all it has going for it.
With director John McNaughton at the helm you know this isn't going to be as straight forward as it first seems, which is a little strange, as the first 30 or so minutes its plays out pretty, well normal really. Rich kids acting like rich kids, good looking teens…
After noticing that the video store I work at has Wild Things and its three DTV sequels I had what may be my worst idea ever: Wild Things Marathon. I had planned to watch all 4 tonight but a storm caused my power to go off for 2 hours so I will be watching the first 2 tonight and the last 2 tomorrow morning. God help me.
Anyways the original is pretty good for a film overloaded with twists and sleaze. While I'm pretty sure that the script is unaware of how half-baked it is John McNaughton (director of Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer) plays everything with a slight wink towards the audience. The performances all have the perfect tone; not too serious yet not too over the top. Overall Wild Things is a fun ride and is technically better made than most people give it credit. Now onto the sequels...
Good film. Fun. Thrilling. But disappoints in certain areas. Has a bit of a messy ending (in terms of editing).
Overall, this was a nostalgic experience for me, it brought back some good old memories form my childhood.
Yeah it's pretty shitty a film. But that prime Denise Richards, man.
Damn it, I have to confess that at the beginning I got bored but then I started to like it.. The last scene was just terrific, I would never expect it.
This was wonderfully overheated and insane. How many plot twists does this thing have?!?!
I snuck into this when I was 14. I knew it was trash-pulp then but enjoyed it, and suddenly made me think that Denise Richards was a major sexy thing for like a year. Also the first Matt Dillon movie, of all things, to make an impression on me.
And Bill Murray.
The women in this film were goddesses and the wardrobes of their characters was even better, idk what the plot was tho, only remember rly smokin' hot babes
What did anyone ever see in Neve Campbell
I may be kidding myself, but I truly believe Wild Things is a subversive masterpiece. It's surely trashy neonoir that plays along the lines of The Crush but what starts out as a seemingly problematic story of false rape accusation by superpredator teenage girls turns into a half DePalma/half Verhoeven satire that's way too dense for its own good.
What strikes me as most poignant is the way it treats the two girls of different class. It starts out predictably enough. Sam Lombardo isn't struggling, but he's well to do. The rich girl of school Kelly Van Ryan has a crush on him and when he denies her advances she decides to "get back" by accusing him of rape (I…
mmm whatcha say...
Oh, wait. I spoke too soon.