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PARTY MONSTER
Slashed from real life, this is the story
of Michael Alig, the Manhattan club kid who injected a drug-dealing
chum with Drano, chopped him up, dumped him into the East River,
and giddily assumed he could get away murder.
CAST: Macaulay Culkin, Seth Green, Dylan McDermott, Marilyn Manson,
Chloe Sevigny, Natasha Lyonne, Diana Scarwid
DIRECTORS: Fenton Bailey and Randy Barbato
"Mr.
Culkin, blessed by nature with the kind of lips middle-aged actresses
pay good money for, has the look of a reedy, needy manchild set
loose in a druggy never-never land. His performance is earnest and
brave, but also mannered when it should be un-self-conscious, and
awkward when grace is called for. His whispery, giggly diction is
both overly theatrical and insufficiently bold: Alig's whiny, clingy
insecurity comes through, but his allegedly devastating charm is
only postulated
Like its title character, Party Monster
is ultimately too self-involved to care about anyone else."
--A.O. Scott, The New York Times
"Michael Alig, the movie's subject, looks innocent with his
baby face and cute little outfits, but he is a creature of bird-brained
vanity. After the drugs take over he becomes not merely dangerous
but deadly
Alig is played by Macaulay Culkin, and it is a
fearless performance as a person so shallow, narcissistic and amoral
that eventually even his friends simply stare at him in disbelief
Seth
Green is more dimensional and reachable as James, but it is Culkin's
oblivious facade that makes him scary; any attempt to bring humanity
to this character would miss the point
The movie lacks insight
and leaves us feeling sad and empty--sad for ourselves, not Alig--and
maybe it had to be that way." --Roger Ebert, Chicago Sun-Times
"Theres
really only one reason to see Party Monster, and thats
Seth Greens scene-stealing performance
Its a performance
that could have easily been reduced to mannerisms and wisecracks,
but Green turns it into something witty, layered; you want the camera
to stay on him
The film was meant to be Macaulay Culkins
triumphant career comeback, an outré role that would prove
not only that the former Home Alone cherub has acting
chops, but that he also possesses a willingness to push the envelope.
But with his arms akimbo, a mincing walk and a watery Bette Davis
accent, hes simply a host of fag clichés draped over
a void." --Ernest Hardy, LA Weekly
"Long after he was a child star in such movies of the moment
as Home Alone, Macaulay Culkin still can't act, and
it's no longer cute. His performance in Party Monster
is so embarrassing one doesn't know where to look. (Well, perhaps
at the exit.)
The happy surprise of the movie is Seth Green,
known for playing Dr. Evil's estranged son, Scott Evil, in the Austin
Powers movies. Green plays Alig crony James St. James with
just the right mix of charm, egocentrism and swishy fabulousness
that the era of club-hopping in the 1980s and early '90s demanded."
--Jami Bernard, The New York Daily News
"Green best known for playing Mike Myers' son in the
Austin Powers movies handily walks away with
the movie, thanks to his funny and flamboyant St. James...Culkin
may be 24, but he still seems in the throes of the sort of awkward
adolescence that dooms so many child stars. He minces, twitters
and bats his eyelashes with courageous abandon, but it's difficult
to believe his self-absorbed Alig would turn his father-figure Gatien
over to the cops much less brutally murder someone."
--Lou Lumenick, The New York Post
"'Party Monster,' the just-for-laughs true story of a nasty
little clique of drug-addled New York club kids who murder one of
their own, dismember the corpse and then brag about it relentlessly,
is another of those films that leaves you with the perennial question:
Who paid for this garbage?
The pathetic Alig character
and his equally unappetizing sidekick, James St. James (Seth Green),
are trapped in a love-hate tussle for media attention. But whatever
genuine ties the pair had in reality are left unexplored here
Party
Monster has Chloe Sevigny as one of Alig's best friends and
Marilyn Manson as a transsexual club fixture. TV's Dylan McDermott
plays a one-eyed club owner. All are instantly and deeply unlikable."
--Fred Shuster, Los Angeles Daily News
"As played by Macaulay Culkin in a surprising performance,
Alig is pushy and obnoxious, someone capable of saying the most
horrible thing he can think of at any given moment and making them
sound funny. He commands every scene he's part of, bullying St.
James and everyone else into doing his bidding while pursuing an
existence comprised mostly of decadent pursuits
as accurate
and fact-based as "Party Monster" may be, it's hard to
watch, mostly because these people seem so depressingly empty. Yes,
Culkin does a deadly impression of Alig, with his snotty hauteur
and perpetual sneer. He's great to look at, but when Alig stars
talking, he reveals just how childish his vision is. Who would want
to enter his world, even for a mere 97 minutes?" --Marshall
Fine, The Journal News
"Evidently, Barbato and Bailey scripted their demiurge with
Macaulay Culkin in mind, impressed with his tween-sploit turn in
The Good Son. So sad then, that their quintessential
bad seed makes such a rotten fruit. From his first direct-address
declarative burst, the robotically gay Culkin telegraphs
cluelessness. Alig, an obnoxiously charming Indiana-bred busboy
who latched onto celebutantes like drag-darling James St. James,
was a thirsty sponge, absorbing the minutiae of low-rent socialite
protocol. Culkin's bitchy 'tude often seems a mix of self-congratulation
and coasting." --Nancy Sinagra, The Village Voice
"Re-creating a cultural burp based on excess and nihilism requires
a certain amount of excess and nihilism. Party Monster
delivers
Culkin -- who knows something about the vagaries of
celebrity -- and Green, best known for the Austin Powers
movies, play the only characters who are developed to any real degree
and their assortment of vocal tics, nervous laughs and over-the-top
nancy-ness often are very funny and appropriately giddy
the reality of Party Monster is that the oh-so-chic
club scene it doesn't quite celebrate was really the hipster's equivalent
of Hollywood Squares." --John Anderson, Newsday
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