Oh, this movie effed us UP.  From the very first scene of the candle lighting of the chandelier, when you are lulled into an ASMR seduction as the sexual sound of the candles clinking together as the austere chandelier is being raised…..followed by Razor wit, heaving bosoms, powdered wigs, and Johnny Malk finally growing a heart like the Grinch, only to have it evicerated by a sword =  Swoon.

This movie freely mocks societal’s double-edged hypocritical standards of virtue, purity, and gender privilege, and at the same time employs each character into a twisted willing player of a sadistic game, merely out of boredom? Revenge? Or just plain Cruel Intentions?  See what I did there?  (Has anyone really changed since high school, really?) This powerhouse of an ensemble: Glenn Close, Uma Thurman, John Malkovich, Michelle Pfeiffer, and lest we forget Keanu Reeves, knocks it clear out of the park, making you clutch your chest and smash antiques from what fuckery transpires.

Tune in for a highly caffeinated Heather, and a kinda cranky Sarah who as we learn, even put a cynical love quote from this movie as her own Facebook motto, once upon a time. Win or Die! **Shakes Fist*