Think about a hidden meaning in the title. (Stag) is obviously the party for a single man who is getting married which is exclusively for men only with maybe stripper (s) as well. But on the other hand, the same word (Stag) could mean: betray, or deceive. And what a banquet of successive reciprocal treachery we had among a bunch of men who represented the degeneration's ugliest degree, the most evil trends and the vilest unity at all whether as men, friends, or creatures of lamentable contemporary bourgeoisie!
It's about some men of the American middle class, having a hard time with an accident that they never plan, who eventually didn't ever make the right ideal choice to end up as true criminals like their own truth from the start, which is hiding behind old masks without an appropriate chance everyday.
That same situation made other movies like (Very Bad Things - 1998) and (100 Mile Rule - 2002). But (Stag - 1997) came first. And it had a reasonable treatment as a fine studying for that terrifying weakness in such a class, a solid atmosphere; with one place in just one night, along with thrilling time too. The acting was sober; for example, (Jerry Stiller) gives one of his finest performances ever. And the event's panic was cinematically well expressed. Here, the social commentary was outstanding compared to the other 2 movies. Let alone few smart touches; (Stiller) raises the American flag as the carnage ends in the morning, (Tom Jones) sings "Let me love you tonight" at the opining credit.. etc. But it had its own flaws too.
Yes, it has the best analysis for its characters and their hidden past; one of them killed before, and he got away with it; as if all of them are hidden killers in a way! Though, the script resorted to nasty phrases on screen to speak about every character; like it was hard to present them out of the stag. However, maybe they were too many to present which leads us to the logical question: Why are they 10 characters?! That's numerous. Especially when the script didn't make the stage as an epitome of the American society, with balanced concentration on them all.
Moreover, I felt some rashness at the third act. For sure I loved that massacre at the end; done by the most poor character as the lower class against the unjust higher one. Nevertheless, it's just an ending where the bad guys went to prison easily by the tape of the video camera. I thought that this complete nightmare should have ended in a harmonious hideousness when all, or most, of them get away with it, having the enduring concealed pain, as ordinary killers living among us dressed like usual humans, while they're all beasts inside. However, the movie selected a regular happy ending. Bloody but with our emotions vaporized with all of those sick culprits getting suitable punishment. It could be satisfying for the viewers, but not that satisfying for the story.
And needless to say that I hated the sex, the nudity, and the foul language. With doing them, and increasingly lately, in movies, TV shows, or even music videos, I see that art will inevitably turn into porn, or worse. You may think that I'm exaggerating, or being pessimistic, but I believe that degeneration is no art, rather it kills the art, along with ethics as well. Agree with me or not, both ways I'm sick of those elements, even if they were done slightly!
(Stag) is a good cinematic incubus. And while being too annoying for its own good sometimes, it's not forgettable like its counterparts of the same satire.
It's about some men of the American middle class, having a hard time with an accident that they never plan, who eventually didn't ever make the right ideal choice to end up as true criminals like their own truth from the start, which is hiding behind old masks without an appropriate chance everyday.
That same situation made other movies like (Very Bad Things - 1998) and (100 Mile Rule - 2002). But (Stag - 1997) came first. And it had a reasonable treatment as a fine studying for that terrifying weakness in such a class, a solid atmosphere; with one place in just one night, along with thrilling time too. The acting was sober; for example, (Jerry Stiller) gives one of his finest performances ever. And the event's panic was cinematically well expressed. Here, the social commentary was outstanding compared to the other 2 movies. Let alone few smart touches; (Stiller) raises the American flag as the carnage ends in the morning, (Tom Jones) sings "Let me love you tonight" at the opining credit.. etc. But it had its own flaws too.
Yes, it has the best analysis for its characters and their hidden past; one of them killed before, and he got away with it; as if all of them are hidden killers in a way! Though, the script resorted to nasty phrases on screen to speak about every character; like it was hard to present them out of the stag. However, maybe they were too many to present which leads us to the logical question: Why are they 10 characters?! That's numerous. Especially when the script didn't make the stage as an epitome of the American society, with balanced concentration on them all.
Moreover, I felt some rashness at the third act. For sure I loved that massacre at the end; done by the most poor character as the lower class against the unjust higher one. Nevertheless, it's just an ending where the bad guys went to prison easily by the tape of the video camera. I thought that this complete nightmare should have ended in a harmonious hideousness when all, or most, of them get away with it, having the enduring concealed pain, as ordinary killers living among us dressed like usual humans, while they're all beasts inside. However, the movie selected a regular happy ending. Bloody but with our emotions vaporized with all of those sick culprits getting suitable punishment. It could be satisfying for the viewers, but not that satisfying for the story.
And needless to say that I hated the sex, the nudity, and the foul language. With doing them, and increasingly lately, in movies, TV shows, or even music videos, I see that art will inevitably turn into porn, or worse. You may think that I'm exaggerating, or being pessimistic, but I believe that degeneration is no art, rather it kills the art, along with ethics as well. Agree with me or not, both ways I'm sick of those elements, even if they were done slightly!
(Stag) is a good cinematic incubus. And while being too annoying for its own good sometimes, it's not forgettable like its counterparts of the same satire.