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One week in L.A. in 1983, the movie depicts an assortment of socially alienated, mainly well-off characters: movie executives, rock stars, a vampire and other morally challenged characters who numb their sense of emptiness with casual sex, alcohol, and drugs.
This just felt like a bunch of people in 1980s L.A. with blonde streaks in their hair listening to Wang Chung.
April 27, 2009
Honolulu Star-Advertiser
Brad Renfro in his last movie role, playing a wannabe film actor who sprays out filthy perspiration like a collie emerging from a sewer. It's possible this role killed Renfro.
We may not care about these cokeheads, but only rarely does Jordan fall into knee-jerk retribution.
July 17, 2009
Times (UK)
It has a good cast and a terrific 1980s soundtrack (Devo, Simple Minds), but it also has the superficiality of a TV soap. The Informers is not so bad that you can't sit back and enjoy it, but nor is it good enough to go and see.
Imagine American Psycho with less violence but more nudity, transplanted from New York to California and stripped of all self-awareness. That's The Informers.
Rating less than zero on the sophistication scale, The Informers is thus a totally faithful adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis' novel--and an accurate look at early '80s-era Los Angeles.