Intimate Portraits of Madness: American Psycho, Uncut Gems, Remains of the Day
[In this column, I will again return to the mini-art-criticism format by discussing three works of art which I have read/watched over the last several months, which I believe are extremely connected to each other. Obviously there are lots of spoilers.]
American Psycho (2000)
"I can't believe Bryce prefers Van Patten's card to mine..."
My story parallels those of many other men of my generation. I finally watched American Psycho recently after years of seeing business card memes on the Internet.
American Psycho is what is known as a "cult classic."
Like many other critics to write about American Psycho, I am haunted by the fear that I may sound as nonsensically bullshitting as its protagonist, stereo aficionado Patrick Bateman, does in the key scene in which he energetically monologues meaningless critical jargon about Huey Lewis and the News while dancing around with an ax.
This cult-classic critical indie darling...*axe noises*
