Bret Easton Ellis' 1991 exercise in typing was turned into a satirical horror film in 2000 that has a cult following.
The plot has Christian Bale playing a yuppie by day and serial killer at night. Its a story about consumerism, yuppie culture, the drive to get ahead, and numerous other obvious themes.
Better than its source novel, writer director Mary Harron actually creates a sense of suspense. She stripped the novels pointless catalog of mayhem and fashioned it into a satric thriller. It's a fun ride even if you know how it's all going to go.
While I have always been at a loss to explain why Ellis' tale connects with with people, especially when there are better variations on the subject, I completely understand why Harron's film still entertains.
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