Black comedy sleaze thriller and a fun "who fools who" story that is hard to take serious with dialogue so over-the-top like "My daughter DO NOT get raped in Blue Bay" as if it is okay to rape her in any other city. Sleazy lawyers, horny rich mothers, dark minded lesbians, horny teachers, silicone tits and stupid policemen add to the fun. Sadly, the film is ruined by a stupid explanation scene at the end.
That it is 2017 and I have just watched WILD THINGS for the first time is a fact both baffling and I think, because I am fascinated by myself, extremely notable. This is a bit of exuberant 90s quasi-cheesecake fun. It is blissfully unapologetic and probably more appalling from the standpoint of mores of today than those of then. More innocent times, those. Puerile, innocent times. God, I feel myself tearing up.
Sags noticeably whenever Neve and Denise aren't onscreen. Matt Dillon is at peak, creepy hotness here but that does little to distract from the overly contrived, underwritten script. I've heard a gay shower scene between Matt and Kev was left on the cutting room floor for being too gratuitous, which just goes to show how little anyone making this film understood why anyone would see it in the fist place.
Sexy convoluted movie about a bunch of sociopaths. I struggled primarily because I didn't really care for any of them. I watched it through though, in two sittings. Partly because it looked nice and partly because I was just curious enough about where they were going to go with it.