I don't think I have ever seen a movie that tried so hard to show the audience how clever it was. From the cute little trick of never using the character's names (the terms "he" "she" "him" "her" "the wife" are used instead) to the trite and unimaginative repeating art gallery scene, this film bends over backwards to appear "intelligent". The contrived David Mamet-slash-Woody Allenesque dialogue doesn't help either.
Perhaps what turned me against this movie the most is that there is not one character that you could have any sympathy for. By the time Jason Patrick makes his "shocking" sauna confession I moved from not caring about the characters to an out and out disdain. Not only are these people totally self absorbed and warped, they are also quite boring. I give thanks that the characters in "Your Friends and Neighbors" are neither of mine.
Perhaps what turned me against this movie the most is that there is not one character that you could have any sympathy for. By the time Jason Patrick makes his "shocking" sauna confession I moved from not caring about the characters to an out and out disdain. Not only are these people totally self absorbed and warped, they are also quite boring. I give thanks that the characters in "Your Friends and Neighbors" are neither of mine.