Wild Things (1998)

One of those films for which the phrase 'guilty pleasure' was invented.

Aging sexpot Theresa Russell gets the most Skinemax-worthy moment in a picture that purports to humour jailbait fiends

Good, trashy fun, with gratuitous sex and nudity, a ludicrous (in a so-bad-it's-funny way) performance by Denise Richards, and an implausible noir plot that keeps you in the dark until the final credits. The ultimate guilty pleasure.

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One of those thankfully rare pictures that makes every man and woman it portrays seem hollow and insubstantial.

What “Titanic” supplied for female teens, “Wild Things” will supply for their male counterparts.

...even though the action is spiced up with kinky sex, a quick flash of male frontal nudity and long, lingering shots of voluptuous girls in skimpy clothes, there's a peculiar lifelessness about the whole affair.

Personally, even though I think that the film's too twisted to be believable, I enjoyed it.

This tale of revenge does manage to sidestep cliches and predictability found in this genre, but it goes too far out of the lines to be appreciated.