The biggest thrill for me as a collector of cult cinema is the random discovery of an underrated gem. Sure there are the definitive must see's and the obscure rarities that exist mostly in legend, but then there is that other category of films that you just have to discover for yourself. A film such as Society fits snugly into that pleasent little grey area between exceeding expectations and not having any expectations to meet in the first place.
Our story revolves around Bill Whitney, a typical All-American rich kid with a bad case of paranoia. For some reason Bill can't shake the suspicion that he doesn't belong, like he is somehow different from the rest of his family and the members of his elite Malibu community.
For roughly an hour the film plays as sort of your typical late eighties teen comedy-drama hybrid. We follow Bill as he weaves through conspiracy theories, argues with his best friend and eventually falls in love with the local slut.
As the films innocent exterior slowly sheds into the finale, a much different story begins to emerge. It seems Bill had good reason for his paranoia after all. Turns out the wealthy really are different from the rest of us, according to this movie not only because they have more money, but because they are a whole nother species entirely!
I won't get into details but the last half hour is so gooooey and gross that it could make Peter Jackson blush(Pre-LOTR days). Personally I have never really seen anything like this and the film earns major points for creativity.
If anyone reading this has ever had a desire to watch an X-rated version of Saved By The Bell featuring incest committing wealthy slime monsters that feed off of the poor then this is something you should check out immediatly. Actually, everyone with a taste for the bizarre should find a copy Society and give it the once over.
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