For five years, film critic Scott Tobias compiled "The New Cult Canon" in a regular column for The A.V. Club…
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…
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.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Well, I didn't expect to find any value in this movie, especially since I seemed to be the only guy in my high school who didn't see it when it was in theaters.
I assumed I could discover all I needed to know by the cover.
Part of that is true.
However, it's actually a (barely) pre-Shyamalan twist factory with a plot that builds up until the last 20 minutes or so where it starts turning nonstop. This doesn't mean it's a good movie, but there is some creativity put into it, making more than what it seems.
I can't tell if I liked it or not. Most of the twists were predictable, and while I feel it should have…
It's essentially equal parts a decent crime story with many, many twists and softcore porn. I am partial to both.
Do you think Denise Richards had it in her contract that she had to spend at least 90 % of the movie shirtless?
Podcast coming soon...
i can't believe paul verhoeven didn't direct this
Lombardo x) (siempre me hizo gracia. Debo de seguir teniendo 7 años)
Recently on the “LAMBcast” there has been a theory bounced around you’re your enjoyment of certain films can be determined by when you saw them. A theory which came about due to the show host Jay (LifeVs. Film) not liking “The Goonies” (shocking right) a film he’d only recently seen, compared to those members of the group in attendance who watched it as kids and seemingly as a result of those memories fiercely defended the film. Now here with this film I feel I may have found another example of this, for here we have a film I watched for the first time recently and its one I couldn’t help wondering if I would have liked it more had I…
Quite interesting, with some decent twists in the plot. But I'm not keen on noir as a genre, and all that alligator-swamp imagery felt forced.
I've been meaning to watch this for years, I guess, especially since completely falling in love with Neve Campbell while rewatching the Scream series a couple of years ago, so needless-to-say it could only be anticlimactic… Two names surprised me in the opening credits: Daphne Rubin-Vega and "and Bill Murray" and the latter really speaks volumes about how weird the tone of this movie is.
Any movie that began with a girl possibly maybe faking a rape accusation would be shot down almost immediately were it made today, especially when people heard it was written/directed by men (no comment on whether this state of affairs is any better, incidentally) - that Murray's performance (in an insurance-scamming neck brace) takes this…
A threesome, Kevin Bacon's wang, and Bill Murray. That was really all I knew about this going in. It was dumb and ridiculous but in a way it was nowhere near dumb and ridiculous enough for my tastes. There is a definite sense of camp but in proportion to the material it's a little underplayed. It's kind of the same problem I had with Body Heat - once you take the subtext away from noir you have to replace it with something, even if it's hyper-sexualised excess a la Basic Instinct (man, what Verhoeven could have done with this film...).
+½★ for Bill Murray being in the movie.
[after his parents have left, thinking he is ill] "They bought it. Incredible! One of the worst performances of my…