R.S.V.P.

R.S.V.P. is Hitchcock's Rope meets Scream meets American Psycho...with a touch of Jay and Silent Bob. I was leery about renting this one for the longest time because of Jason Mewes. I knew I couldn't take it seriously, but then I thought "Hey, I won't take it seriously." It turned out to be an average dark comedy. But I was right about Mewes. 30 seconds into his first screen appearance he says "B*tches", makes some sexual references, and pulls out a phat bag of weed. Good ole Jay. I thought maybe he would try to do another character, but I'm sure he was hired to be himself. Along with Mewes, the rest of the cast is quite good, with newcomer Rick Otto impressing me the most. The late Glenn Quinn also deserves mention and I'm sad to see that this will be his last role. Director Mark Anthony Galluzzo showed a lot of promise here and I hope to see future endeavors from him. R.S.V.P. is a decent slasher satire but I felt it was missing something from making it a real keeper. I believe it was the ending that left a bad taste in my mouth. Oh well, it was a decent rental. You could do a lot worse.

Nick Collier (Rick Otto) is a student of criminology, who has never completed any achievement in his life. When his teacher, Prof. Hal Evans (Glenn Quinn), discuss serial killers in class, Nick invites his friends to a party in a penthouse and kills each one of them. "R.S.P.V." has the intention of joking with Alfred Hitchcock's "Rope". However, this parody does not work, having a very silly screenplay, being watchable and forgettable. The party is in a building as if there were no neighbors to listen to the shootings and screams. It is funny calling Jason Mewes of "actor". His character "Terry" has the same behavior of "Jay", using drugs, smoking grass and speaking bulls*** all the time. My vote is four.

Title (Brazil): "R.S.P.V. Confirme Sua Presença" ("R.S.P.V. Confirm Your Presence")

It's a crime to compare this to anything that even resembles Hitchcock! Are you people out of your mind? This ought to be the most obvious and predictable thriller in the recent years.. A bunch of people regurgitating "witty" remarks all the time, and AT the same time hardly make up for entertainment in my book. And throwing Jason Mewes in there to act like a retarded Jay without Silent Bob (i guess that's the only role he can play) was the low of the lowest. And the ending..well..let's just all forget that the whole thing existed and live a better life.

As one of the commenters here noted, sundance is usually inundated with gritty depressing films. R.S.V.P. is certainly not one of those. The same person said there were many clues throughout the film that hint at the surprise ending. To say that there were "clues" is an understatement. At every juncture the film screamed its torpid theme.

The film alludes several times to an underrated hitchock flick called "rope". Despite the allusions, the film doesn't even come close to Rope's level of philosophy, morality, or thrills. Instead it borrows a couple ideas, mixes in a few of the cheesier elements of mediocre American thrillers (see "Scream") and comes out with absolute boredom.

There were a few elements that could have made this film great. The allusion to rope could have gone farther and actually translated the film into a modern adaptation. One element that has changed since the time of rope is the perceived value of "fame". The film touched on this, but didn't carry anything through. The thing that could have been done right was translating the fame into a postmodern context. The killer claims he wants fame, but he tries to setup the professor as the culprit for all the murders. This could have actually been an excellent concept if the film had decided to take into account the two realities it exists in, namely: The reality of the film, wherein the professor would take the blame, and secondly the reality of the film as watched by the audience, where the killer could find fame without cost. Indeed, this would have been a clever concept that perhaps would have carried this over into the intellectual genre. Instead, the director has his character act inconsistently and later claim that he wants to be pursued by the FBI "because it's part of the game". The result is that the killer comes off as an absolute idiot, which is unfortunate because our interest has been staked in him being clever enough to pull something entertaining off.

To go back to the comment that this film is so unlike the rest of sundance's depressing flicks, I'm going to have to disagree. This having passed for an intellectual thriller is several times more depressing than boys don't cry.

This movie was very good in my opinion. I first picked it up because of wanting to see more of Quinn's work (having recently become a fan,all too late), and I have to say, I didn't walk in expecting much of the actual film, because I knew next to nothing about the movie at first.

It surprised me even though I wasn't expecting much. The entire flow of the story is not like a typical movie about a murderer trying to kill off a group of people. It fits together very well, and makes the viewer take a different look at what can happen. The fact that it didn't seem to focus on the blood and gore, or the way that people died, was refreshing. And the fact that they did nothing to hide it was also and unexpected, yet welcome, change.

Quinn did an excellent job in his roll, as did most of the other actors. They gave the characters a very 'real' feeling, not of perfect people, but of someone that you would go to school or work with.

The only part that was not quite up to par was the ending. It lacked that real feeling that was present through out the rest of the film. But all in all, the movie was very well put together. Something I would definitely watch more than once.