Body Shots [DVD]

This movie has lots of sex and twists to it. I liked it for the most part.

I'll be honest: the only reason I bought this movie was to admire the beauty of one, Mr. Sean Patrick Flanery. I knew the movie was a dud, and that I wasn't going to be incredulously wondering why this film wasn't nominated for an Oscar after I was done watching it. That being said - it truly was a turd to watch, and I'm now left wondering if it was even worth it to see a few minutes of SPF being adorable.The main conflict of the story is promising (rape vs. consensual sex vs. "crying wolf", an issue that's still very relevant 15 years after this movie was released), but the plot just gets weighed down and muddied up by a bunch of extraneous (and often pointless) talk about sex from the other characters. It was as if the writer started out with a great story, but ended up throwing in so much extra banter from the secondary characters that he/she had to hastily tie up the main storyline, and ended up with a largely unresolved, and very unsatisfactory finish to the main conflict. I'm left wondering what was supposed to be the main "take-away point" to the movie: is it that getting drunk and having sex is bad, and can lead to rape? Is it that there's often more to rape accusations than meets the eye? Or is it that guys just really don't like it when you use your teeth when...well, nevermind. You get the idea - it's hard to discern what exactly this movie was trying to say.The actors? Tara Reid & Jerry O'Connell, the characters at the center of the rape plotline, are both drawn up to be about as unlikeable as they come - she's the hot-mess party girl with a cavalier attitude about sex that has a bad habit of getting herself into bad situations after partying, and he's the sleazy, hot-shot NFL star who's equally as hot-messy when he drinks and is the personification of a sexist pig. When all's said and done, it's hard to feel particularly sorry for either of them, because they both just come across as rather icky. Of the rest of the motley cast of characters, the only bright spot is Ron Livingston, who plays the quirky guy that nobody wants to hook up with - his scenes are a welcome respite from aimless confusion of the rest of the story. Sean Patrick Flanery & Amanda Peet, who seem to be the only characters with a semi-healthy relationship and the only ones who might actually have a meaningful sexual encounter, are **SPOILER ALERT!!!** the only couple that don't actually end up having sex. Color me chagrined. As for the other three characters - Emily Procter (the hot blonde from CSI: Miami), Brad Rowe (familiar face, but I'm having a hard time remembering anything else he's been in), and Sybil Darrow are basically just there to fill screen time: nothing they do or say is particularly interesting or relevant to the plot.If you feel like you've got the existential wherewithal to try and discern what the point of this movie was supposed to be, be my guest - but honestly, I'm not sure there really was a point to it, and it's not really worth spending the money to find that out. If you're looking for a meaningful commentary on sex in the 90s, look elsewhere.

I ordered this by mistake. Minimizing my VHS collection.

I love this movie Tara Reid is very hot in this movie she is the reason I bought this movie

I was not sure I would like this movie but I an glad I watched it. It centers on a group of 8 friends and a night that changes all their lives. Two of the eight friends spend the night together each telling a diametrically different side of the story. What really makes this movie worth watching is the very talented cast of young actors. Sean Patrick Flanery and Jerry O'Connell lead the pack of outstanding performers. It is a bit racey so I do not recommend this movie for anyone under 15 or so.

I'm not sure what movie many of the other reviewers were looking at, but I think it's fair to say that they were responding to their discomfort with the subject matter; not how it was artistically executed in this film. In much the same way people who only listen to bad commercial pop music will find fault in any movie about a jazz or classical musician, people who secretly nurture immature and antequated notions about sex, truth, love, criminality, men, women and American culture's relationship with them will find fault with this film--because of its ability to make you question their validity.With that said, this is not Citizen Kane. But a movie does not have to be a multi-Oscar winning piece of transcendent artistry to make an artistic impact, the likes of which pulls people, kicking and screaming, out of their judgemental complacency on a topic.What is rape? What is sex? What is consensual sex? Where does personal responsibility and conduct begin and end with a man? Where does it begin and end with a woman? What do women like, sexually; what do they believe is and isn't sex; and do those beliefs change when they are exposed to judgemental eyes? How can the fog of sexual attraction, fun, the wilful abandonment of responsibility in the name of an impulse or a fantasy, and alcohol (or other drugs taken willingly) lead to a clear cut definition of a sexual act that only the people involved actually "saw"?These questions are so disturbing to both men and women in our society that we are far more comfortable discussing things that allow us to mentally default to easy, clear cut, often mythological (if not childish) conclusions. But does ignoring their disturbing nature with wilful naivete (an oxymoron if there ever was one) or impotent cynicism serve the cause of justice in our society? Or women?Or love?This movie was successful in making me look at these questions again, where most movies, even finely made romantic comedies or dramas with a love subtext, lull me to sleep on these issues. America needs any little thing that can wake us up that we can get our hands on. Consider this movie a finely made alarm clock, with its lackluster quality in some areas of dramatic construction being the snooze bar.I recommend after seeing this: A QUESTION OF CONSENT, a documentary by Billy Corben.

This feels curiously dated, as attitudes (and events) have moved on a good deal since it was made; it's essentially a “he said/she said” plot about a possible/probable date-rape with unlikeable rather sex-obsessed characters, who behave badly, inadvisably and though outwardly attractive are difficult to feel much sympathy with.Perhaps it`s a generational thing, but I didn`t care for this much and given some high-profile college rape cases and the shift in public mores in America in recent years this looks like it was trying too hard to appear hip and really isn`t.The standard UK DVD release has cast and crew interviews as extras; English subtitles are available if required. 2 ½ star, ideally.

This 1999 drama opens with a dishevelled Sara (Tara Reid) driving to her friends house where she claims to have been raped by fellow clubber Mike (Jerry O'Connell) after 8 twenty-somethings meet at a ‘singles’ type club for a night of fun. The movie then goes through the events of the evening as seen by the participants as each relates their version of their own eventful night.This is well photographed with a good sound quality and generally good acting all round, but the opening style takes getting used to, being mainly direct to camera interviews. This is a brash look on an old theme and although none of the characters are particularly likeable, all appearing self obsessed and vulgar, you soon get to see a deeper side, especially when Sara and Mike reveal their stories. However it lacks a truly clever script, unlike –The Outrage, 1964, and lacks the humour of ‘The Hangover’, relying on the party atmosphere and ‘liberated’ lifestyles to pull it along [lose a *]. Once the ‘story’ comes out, it continues to follow the aftermath as individuals take sides, expressing opinions and doubts.The single disc loads to a main menu offering play, scene selection, cast & crew, trailer and audio/language [5.1, 2.0 or English subtitles on/off]. Rated 18, this has plenty of gratuitous swearing including the F word and numerous P words and four inexplicit sex scenes, explicit adult language, antisocial behaviour and general bravado. Slow to build, this comes into it’s own in the last third, so stick it out, making this worth more than ***. If you like frank discussions along documentary lines, this may be for you, but if it’s a deep expose you want, give this a miss.Beware: there are instances throughout of flashing lights, the picture ratio is more letterbox and you have to listen for the ‘verdict’ toward the end.

This film was shot in a sort of semi documentary style with the characters talking to camera about their views on relationships, sex, friends etc at certain points throughout the film. It follows the events that unfold over the course of one night as two groups of friends, one female, the other male come together in the bars and clubs of a city. It is a commentary on the sexual mores of modern-day twenty somethings which are relevant in any modern-day society.The story is of the "He Said, She Said" type. Leading up to this point we see the events unfolding from both sides as the predatorial men search out the women who are certainly not backward in coming forward. For one pair, the night will end in accusations of assault and rape, and from the testimonies, it is up to the police to try to make sense of the matter. The viewer also sees both sides and is left to decide what is what.The cast handle their roles very well and the film is a credit to all involved. One final point - the DVD cover states the aspect ratio as being 16:9 but is actually 2.35:1.

Reasonable storyline and good mix of characters. Kept my interest.

Funny dvd