With its cast of brutally shallow characters, The Video Watcher is an American Psycho for the age of social disaffection.
Listless, bored, alienated, and mistrustful, Trace Patterson has finished his first year of university and is living with his drunken aunt. He divides his nights between slasher films and high-school house parties. However, when two old buddies resurface—one in a psych ward, the other on a paranoid bender—Trace, careless-if-not-carefree, becomes paralyzed by self-doubt. Does he actually want to help his friends, or is he secretly hoping they’ll go over the edge?