Kill Your Friends movie full length review - Now That's What I Call Hits Of The Late Nineties.....
London, 1997. The British music industry is on a winning streak. Britpop rule the airwaves and Cool Britannia is in full swing.
27-year-old A&R man Steven Stelfox is slashing and burning his way through the music business. Fueled by greed, ambition and drugs, Stelfox searches for his next hit record amid a relentless orgy of self-gratification.
Created by an industry that demands success at any price, Stelfox takes the concept of 'killer tunes' to a new level in a desperate attempt to rocket propel his career into the big time.......
A word if warning, if you don't find the thought of Nicholas Hoult being smug for the entire film, breaking the fourth wall with his damning social commentary, doing that thing where we see him saying something to somebody, and then realising that it's what he's thinking, and using the screen as his own catwalk, steer clear.
He is Executive producer after all.
As soon as the first song from the era played, I was sold right until the end. I was twenty when this film was set, and Britpop was everywhere. The late nineties had a small boom of yuppiedom about it, and although the people in this film are archetype dislikable snakes, it only makes it easier for us to root for the bad guy.
The use of the music is predictable, but still a lot of fun. If you are a fan of The Prodigy, when the film plays 'Smack My Ahem Up', you know exactly what point of the song Steven is going to attack his victim.
Like the people portrayed in the film, it is a very shallow affair, and the narrative just leads us to the path of Stevens next victim, and from the upstart, you know will get unjust desserts, because he looks at them a little bonkers.
When watching it, one cannot help but reference American Psycho, a far more superior film and Book about consumerism.
I wouldn't have been one bit surprised if this was called British psycho, it may have made a bit more money, and I guarantee if this were made fifteen years ago, when it would have been more appropriate, it would have starred Bale.
But like I've said, if were certain demographic in 1997, there is a lot to appreciate here.
Not a great film, but hugely nostalgic for some.
And it features a great big middle finger to all those parasitic processed pop groups that poison our airwaves.