This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
'Inside' doesn't matter.
One of the most poignant and unnerving pieces of media from its decade and ostensibly also the funniest. Despite all the #SigmaMale posts, Patrick Bateman is the most pathetic incel on the face of the planet and everybody involved with this film knew so. He's the illogical endpoint of toxic masculinity and capitalism, a soulless entity subsisting on attention and material. He tries to fit in by standing out, constantly dropping names, flexing possessions, and committing heinous…