| | Alicia Silverstone used to be quoted as saying she would only appear nude if the story really called for it– well, no story ever "called for it" like this one, so it's safe to say she never will bare all. Director Guy Ferland's approach here is so joyously trashy it's a flash-back to 1960s exploitation like SUBURBAN ROULETTE. Not an intentional comedy, of course, but full of laughs. Every male Ms. Silverstone interacts with is tormented by vivid sex fantasies, including boys her age, employer J. T. Walsh, and even Walsh's little boy (which is quite funny) Alicia fending off libidinous males of all ages is intercut with a thrillingly nihilistic ultra-drunk "try to score with the host in the bathroom" style grown-up suburban cocktail party. "A nubile young babysitter (Alicia Silverstone) has no idea that she is the center of a maelstrom of male sexual fantasies. Based on a disturbing short story by Robert Coover, the drama presents a non-linear account of a perfectly mundane event. Having a social engagement, a couple calls for their babysitter. She arrives, they go out, her boyfriend comes over, and the weirdness begins – for director Guy Ferland makes little distinction between the character fantasies and what is really occurring. Something will happen, and then it will happen again; only the outcome is different. What makes this dark film so disturbingly creepy is that none of the males involved, neither the frustrated boyfriend, the horny husband who hired her, or even her little charge has nice fantasies about her. The film contains several sexual scenes and some scenes of violence." |
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