Proof that Tarantino is the lesser talented member of the Pulp Fiction writer's room.
Such an insanely perfect adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis. The tone, music, editing, setting - if Christian Bale made a cameo I'd probably jizz.
Teenage favorite and still amazing, especially when you're flipping channels.
Interesting note: The TV guide gods made me miss the opening sequence so I had to start over on demand once it "finished" causing me to watch it in chronological order for the first time.