That is why even average paintings from that period are imbued. The film can be called a part of the golden era of American cinema, dating back to the 80s and 90s of the twentieth century. It is based on the novel of the same name by Bret Easton Ellis. North Ave., (410) 752-8083,, $10 ($8 for members). American Psycho is a tragicomedy with elements of a thriller filmed by Mary Herron in 2000. He’ll be turned into pulp on the big screen tonight in the latest installment of Gunky’s Basement, co-hosted by Dan Deacon and Jimmy Joe Roche. All of this is to say, I just want to watch that bumptious dickhole Jared Leto get butchered, Huey Lewis blasting, all the time. But here’s the other thing about “American Psycho”: It’s directed and written by women (Mary Haron directed she and Guinevere Turner adapted the novel) who reconfigured author Bret Easton Ellis’ misogynist blood lust as a biting though still questionable satire of toxic masculinity-at the very least, they cut Ellis’ unforgivable scene where Bateman performs rat torture on a woman in the worst possible way. Story goes Gloria Steinem talked Leonardo DiCaprio out of getting involved in the movie for that reason (I guess that was before she became stepmom to Christian Bale the same year the film premiered). Its absurd how much obsessed and passionate we can be about the subject. In life, it’s appalling in film, it’s a frustrating if dull trope. Notes: American Psycho is a novel by Bret Easton Ellis, published in 1991. Here’s the thing about “American Psycho”: It’s a movie full of violence toward women, specifically sex workers, who are frequent targets of violence both in real life and onscreen.
