Macaulay Culkin obviously wants to get away from his wholesome image as a child star, but this is ridiculous.
Culkin plays Michael Alig, a 'party organiser' whose apparently charmed life of campy excess ended with a 1996 conviction for manslaughter.
We see events through the eyes of his friend, an equally flamboyant nancy-boy called James St James (Seth Green), on whose memoir, enticingly named Disco Bloodbath, the movie is based.
Shot on digital video with poor-quality lighting and an amateurish cast, this is a curiously tame vision of life in Manhattan just after Andy Warhol's death.
It gives the actors a chance to flounce about and posture in a variety of horrible costumes, but that isn't enough to draw us into the narrative.
The big problem is that the leading characters aren't sympathetic or funny. Nor do they develop. They just dance around looking silly and needlessly cruel.
I kept wishing they would go away. Eventually, thank heaven, they do.
Party Monster
Cert: cert18
