on June 15, 2016
Not exactly what I expected but a good movie for those who like the genre of talking to the camera movies. Like how you get to know the characters by how they interact with each other. Watch and make your own mind up.
on March 29, 2000
I'm totally biased because I just adore Sean Patrick Flanery, but that said I simply cannot figure out what this movie was meant to do. Is it hip, fresh, and fun? or is it massively depressing and meant to make twentysomethings cringe at themselves and their lifestyles?
I've spent (way too much) time thinking about it, and I'm just now figuring out some parts of the movie. For instance: the very last scene in the movie, I totally didn't understand until I realized that it was another victim of the bizarre flashback/flashforward/flashsideways direction. As for the whole date rape part of the movie...I'm going to have to stop caring about it and trying to take sides. In both sides of the story--the he said, the she said parts--you can see where something could be misconstrued or how one moderate-sized mistake could snowball so quickly into a massive mistake.
Positive sides? Well, Ron Livingston was a riot playing a totally irritating guy who thinks nothing of sleeping in the gutter for a few hours, literally. He was a little cartoonish at times, but in the end, I think the movie needed his outlandish character. Otherwise it would've turned into an R-rated Lifetime movie.
Final answer? If you like Ron Livingston, Sean Patrick Flanery, Amanda Peet, Brad Rowe, or Tara Reid, you could possibly enjoy parts of this movie. If you're looking for a movie about twentysomethings in the 90s, please look elsewhere! If this defines my generation, I'd like to turn in my Gen X membership card!
on January 1, 2003
The current twenty-something generation's sexual culture is explored in this film in a way that reveals the relational highs and lows of dating culture and the consequences of sexual activity in the night club context. I loved the conversations that I have had with friends when we have watched this movie. It helps lift some of the taboos and allowed for frank sexual discussion. It is also a wonderfully shot movie. Every scene is well planned. Unfortunately, one of the less strong strands of the story becomes the focus, and the real loving relationship is lost in its aftermath.
on April 19, 2000
....and your to blame, this movie gives love, A BAD NAME!
I think if this movie would have focused more on the trial of the date rape incident, it would have been more compelling. Instead it kept going backwards and showcasing siloquies of the actors and their thoughts about rape. I was actually complelled at one point in the film pondering who was actually telling the truth about the rape incident. Was he telling the truth or was she telling the truth? I thought we would find out at the end in a dramtic finale courtroom spectacle. The ending of the film absolutely had me miffed. The conclusion was so abrupt and depressing. Bad move.
on September 20, 2000
Whether you believe it or not, the situations in this movie exists. Though it should not be used as a representation of the Gen-Xers, the movie does represent a percentage of this generation. If you don't believe me, go to any club on a Thursday, Friday, or Saturday night- or better yet, a college party. I found the movie to be truthful about how some people choose to live their lives and that date rape is blurred by the consumption of alcohol. It happens. Overall, this is a good movie to be shown at colleges.
on July 21, 2003
Body Shots is an interesting premise. Mix reality tv (at the the time) like the Real World, fill it with hot young actors, make sure there is a movie plot, make sure there is a lot of sex, and watch it fly. Well unfortunatly thats what they did.
Body Shots is about a group of eight adults, four men and four women who all have different opinions on sex. It's Friday so they all decide to go clubing. The next day all of them got some, but unfortunatly some not in the way they wanted. After the initial club scene where they got drunk they wake up the next day. The latter part of the film ends up focused on the incidenet between Jerry O'Connell and Tara Reid as she claims he raped her. However they were both so drunk they don't remember what happened.
Overall the movie is Ok at best. The only really redeeming value is that we got to see some of Tara Reids Naughty Parts. Past that the movie features a lame been there done that plot, weak sex, poor acting, and overall not what was expected from what seemed like an interesting idea.
on November 11, 2002
All I can say after having watched this movie is, "What the heck?..."
So a group of guys goes out to a bar to meet up with a group of girls. We all know what that's like, right? And let's be honest here, more than a few of us know what's on the mind at this point. And, in fact, we're right: People - *gasp* - have sex.
Then the tricky twists arise. Well, too many for there to be any real resolution to any of them.
By far, of course, the "date rape" plot line is the most powerful and socially relevant. Did she consent? Was she even capable of consenting? Or, to the contrary, did she actually scream "NO" repeatedly?
Now THAT would have been a good plot line to follow. We're interested. We see the conflicting points of view, and it's fascinating to know that there is NO other witness, and it's his word against hers. While the movie does take this plot line adequately through -- including to its less-than-satisfying conclusion -- it muddies up the progression of this situation with a HUGE slew of otherwise irrelevant and horribly uninteresting sex twists.
Of the four or five couples who end up having sex that night, we really do only really care about the one, right? I mean, in terms of plot line develpment, I don't think we really care about the particular kinky perversions of Batgirl. And yet we're told about it anyway.
All in all, it seems to me that this movie spends too much of its time trying to work "sex sex sex" into its reels -- probably in an effort to draw viewers who really don't care about the meaty date rape plot line -- and the end product suffers as a result.
on September 3, 2002
This film flounders by taking the serious subject of date rape and trying to mix it with the twenty-something licentious overdrive of "Sex in the City". Written by David McKenna ("American History X") and directed by Michael Cristofer ("Original Sin"), this screenplay has potential that is dissipated by trying to make it too sexy and hip.
The story starts with Sara (Tara Reid) coming to a friend's house in the middle of the night in her nightgown with face bloodied, claiming to have been raped by her date. We then shift to the events that preceded the alleged attack, as we meet our eight yuppies whose raging hormones are searching desperately for release by means of drunken stupefaction. Interspersed, we receive asides from each of the characters giving their honest and somewhat immature views on sex and relationships. This part of the film is utterly vapid and self indulgent, full of gratuitous sex and nudity, seemingly just to impress us with how shallow and hedonistic these young people are.
After a night of wild and lascivious dancing, everyone gets blotto and hooks up with someone for meaningless flesh pounding. Sara, who has been involved all night in dancing that can only be described as coital pantomime with pro football player Mike Penorisi (Jerry O'Connell), decides to take him home in a taxi after he finishes beating up a guy who bumped into him in the bar.
Fast forward to the present and each participant gives a flashback description of the events, Sara describing being forcibly raped despite her protestations, and Mike describing an nymphomaniac using him to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend and who became infuriated when he called her by the wrong name. The evidence supports both views, with Sara's behavior before the incident clearly provocative and slutty, and her emotional and physical state afterward extremely sincere and convincing. The picture is further clouded by the fact that both were extremely drunk and the reliability of their statements is questionable.
The rape storyline is fertile ground for an excellent drama, but Cristofer draws away abruptly just when the story gets interesting and returns to soliloquies of the various characters giving their reflections on the events that just occurred. The film thus leaves the viewer extremely unsatisfied with the outcome.
Ultimately, the film seems to be trying to make the point that this event was inevitable given the dangerous and irresponsible behavior of the characters. Cristofer tries to infuse the story with the moral that loving relationships are better than promiscuous drunken encounters, but his final scenes are too abstruse to make the argument with any power.
This is a good showcase for some young talent. Most impressive is Tara Reid, best known as Vicki in "American Pie". Reid gives a gut wrenching performance, sexy when she needs to be and utterly devastated after the incident. Sean Patrick Flannery is also good as the nice guy who feels that he has to act like a sex obsessed jerk to fit in with his friends. He has a couple scenes with Amanda Peet that are heartfelt and touching. Peet gives a surprisingly good dramatic performance that is a far cry from the ditzy parts for which she is getting known lately. Jerry O'Connell does well as the jock with the untamed libido. Ron Livingston is outrageously abrasive and droll as Trent, the obnoxious dweeb with an overblown sense of self importance.
This could have been a good film, but it takes the wrong approach to a serious contemporary subject. I rated it a 6/10. While the moral of the story is constructive, the presentation overemphasizes the very behavior it is criticizing, and neglects the true human interest story by skirting the serious issue. Some respectable acting performances, especially by Tara Reid, are reduced by the film's superficiality.
on June 24, 2002
BODY SHOTS is the kind of film that, probably, speaks to a generation. The real question is, "What is it saying?"
A group of four males and four females (Amanda Peet, Tara Reid, Sean Patrick Flannery, Jerry O'Connell, and more) get together for a night on the town, and, as is rarely the case in reality, all of them manage to 'hook up' (think 'sexually' here) in one way or another, but to what end?
One part art film, one part twentysomething film, one part point of view testimonial film ... BODY SHOTS never answers any of the questions it poses, nor does it honestly attempt to. None of the principals appear to be even remotely committed to a serious exploration of relationships, and the characters randomly speak out of scenes directly to the audience ... trying to expound a view on relationships, intimacy, and ... well, just about everything.
What's overwhelmingly disappointing is that four-fifths of the way into the film, an actual story develops, but the director and screenwriter have spent so much time exploring the nature of sex that there's little believability in such an 'engineered' situation. And, even the corner the filmmakers paint themselves into receives no resolution.
Without one unifying voice to tie the disparate threads together, BODY SHOTS sadly ends up being about little more than 103 minutes of wasted film ... with some gratuitous sex throw in to keep you interested.
on June 14, 2002
Body Shots is a movie shown in sequences about a group of good looking 20 something year olds and focuses on their sex lives. The main storyline or focus seems to be on whether or not one of the women, Sara, played excellently by Tara Reid was a victim of date rape or not, as is made for the viewers to decide as both her, and her date's/attacker's versions are each told. Jerry O'Connell plays her date/attacker. It also shows the selfishness or me me me attitude that seems to be prevolent these days, when after Sara stumbles into her friends apartment late one night, bruised, cut, and looking as if she was attacked, claiming that she was just raped, her best friend doesn't seem all that concerned, and more interested in her own affairs. Tara's performance is outstanding, especially the scene in the hospital, in which she painfully and shakingly, describes her version of what happened to the authorities. It is a very moving scene, especially when you start to see her bottom lip start to quiver as she is describing the events, you can tell that it really shook her up. Had this been someone like Hillary Swank, or some other Hollywood "favourite", they would have garnered rave reviews for that scene alone, let alone the whole performance, but because it was Tara Reid, who for some unknown and totally unfair reason seems to be a media scratching post, and never gets the credit or praise she deserves, an excellent performance is not only not acknowledged, but by some is even criticized. What movie were they watching? Or were they just on a personal vendetta? The conclusion of the movie, Hell, what conclusion?, is the reason for only 3 stars. It leaves the viewers to make up their own minds on what did or did not happen, and it would have been much better if they would have been courageous enough to decide on a conclusion one way or another, preferably, with all the violence against women these days, with the conclusion that it was date rape and give the scum bag what he deserved. There were other decent performances, especially by Amanda Peet and even by Jerry O'Connell who plays the conceited football player who was Tara Reid's "date". A more raunchy or explicit version of the "He says, She says" storyline, that leaves viewers the task of making up their own minds. So if you want to see or buy it...you decide.