Body Shots

1999, Movie, R, 105 mins

BODY SHOTS
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Eight randy L.A. hotties in their early 20s go on a wild night on the town that ends with little bit nutty/little bit slutty actress Sara (Tara Reid) claiming she was raped by drunken football player Mike (Jerry O'Connell). The friends are divided by Sara's accusation and Mike's protestations of innocence, especially lawyers-in-love Jane (Amanda Peet)and Rick (Sean Patrick Flanery); Rick feels obligated to give old pal Mike the benefit of the doubt, while sensible Jane is the person Sara turned to after the incident. Meanwhile, Shawn (Brad Rowe) feels responsible for not having intervened earlier in the evening; Emma (Sybil Temchen) is guilt-stricken because she had a drunken quickie with Shawn; caveman Trent (Ron Livingston), who woke up in a gutter after a raunchy S&M tryst with Emma's roommate Whitney (Emily Procter), proves surprisingly sympathetic; while Jane harbors unsettling doubts about exactly what happened and who's responsible. Directed by Michael Cristofer (HBO's Gia) and positioned as a defining film for the '90s generation, this flashy and ultimately conservative morality tale relies on shockingly frank sex talk to cover the fact that the characters are shockingly poorly developed. All the women have trashy vocabularies, trashier wardrobes and anorectic grins. If the men are slightly less generic it's only because they're types: nice guy Shawn, Neanderthal Trent, jock jerk Mike and lonely guy Rick. The film's energy peaks in the club scenes, as various cast members imbibe Jell-O shots off neon-rimmed trays and dance dirty in the flashing strobe lights. But the heavy drama has a Very Special Episode of Party of Five vibe and the "was it or wasn't it rape" issue peters out into "I don't remembers" all around. The lesson: Getting paralytically drunk is dumb. Got it. leave a comment --Maitland McDonagh
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