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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 19:36:56 GMT
This is such a specific topic that deserves its own thread. As we discovered last week, the original American Psycho website had a fun promotional strategy. It asked fans to email the production and get replies from Patrick Bateman himself! There are plenty of emails lying around and the sole purpose of this thread is to gather and preserve all of them! Feel happy to contribute but always link to the source
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 19:38:46 GMT
"Sun 3/19/00 6:40 PM Subject: Prada I have long ago given up worrying about man's ability to devise new ways in which to spend a disproportionately huge amount of money in order to show his fellow man that he has amassed huge piles of it. Forget cocaine. It's place in the luxury goods market has been usurped triumphantly by Prada. I applaud the brilliance of those minds behind this phenomenon. Where else can merchandise made primarily of nylon and leather be fought over by patrons wearing Diamonds and Sable? Prada. More than a brand; A mantra. A greeting. "Prada?" Soon to be right up there with Shalom, Ciao, and Aloha. Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com" Found on: www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/news/read-patrick-bateman-s-lost-emails-american-psycho-film-9983104.html
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:04:16 GMT
"Mon 3/20/00 3:40 PM
Subject: I Dress for Combat
In the Art of War, Sun Tzu states that intimidation is the only acceptable initial impression one can give his opponent.
In the wars that I choose to fight, I intimidate through an initial precise physical and sartorial impression that, stated simply says, "The first move is mine." There is an appropriate tailleur for every requirement.
My suits and evening wear, by such maestros of fashion as Cerrutti and Valentino, convey an aura of quiet superiority. My shoes, by Lobb and when appropriate, Gucci, are superior in both quality and fit. I can't allow my time to be intruded upon by the mundane aspects of tailoring. I have maintained both my weight and muscle tone in the exact same proportions for nearly two decades. Whatever I desire is sent to me by the vendors already familiar with my tastes, which tend to anticipate trends rather than follow them.
I have a great affinity for watches and complicated timepieces. I respect that beneath the simple beauty of their faces lie complex articulations of machinery that are at the same time both minute and grand.
When venturing out after hours, I wear concealing eyewear and rarely the same outfit twice.
I can be invisible when I choose to be.
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Source: same
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:06:21 GMT
"Tue 3/21/00 3:30 PM
Subject: Lunch with Jean
Lunch with Jean
One of the most notable changes in the ritualistic dining habits of jaded New Yorkers and other nationals who frequent the city's most prominent restaurants is the advent of the female Maitre'd.
This disruption in the natural order of things, of course, cannot be found in the stalwarts of the best city restaurants. Walter is still in charge at "21" and Benito maintains his guard at the palace that is "Le Cirque," but at many of the priciest and hardest to get into of the current group of temples to trend-dining, women seem to be in charge. Sarah guards the portals of "Nobu," Phoebe plays Noah to the ark that is "Pastis," and Amy runs "Lot 61" as if it were the Concorde lounge at Orly.
But of course, this is only an illusion, for when an unruly patron crosses the boundaries of acceptable behavior, or those told to wait for a table that is most likely never to become available realize that they have been played, it is a man, usually a pair, who dispatch those whose position has been demoted from unlikely patron to that of squatter.
It is at one of these "Vadiners" that Jean suggests we meet for lunch. As usual, she is late. So we have to rush through the usual how are you, you look fine, I'll have the fish, no butter, I feel fat today.
When what she really means is how much longer do you plan to keep me in this legal vice that is squeezing the desire to live right out of my body, and I really don't like using our child as a bargaining device but I have gotten quite used to an unlimited amount of money so please can't we agree on something and stop this torture?
Jean, dear, if that Jil Sander suit you had on didn't look a little snug, I'd offer to share the Creme Brulee.
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Source: same as above
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:09:27 GMT
"Mon 3/27/00 10:58 AM
Subject: Take Good Care of Yourself
You Belong To Me.
Youth is about two things: Optimism, and Moisture.
Though not nearly as chic as any of the Lauder products, I find that the Kiehl's men's line currently fulfills the bulk of my grooming needs.
For cleansing purposes, though, nothing beats the various cleansers manufactured by Neutrogena.
My shower automatically turns on at a time preset on the control panel to the right of my bed. Also preset is the temperature and the various water jets designed to stimulate the areas of my body most susceptible to stress.
Three times a week I begin the day with a massage by Manfred, who leaves the club only to administer to the needs of an agoraphobic Rockefeller and myself. Everyone else must wait his or her turn for his world-renowned light- tissue Shiatsu.
Anthony from Oscar Blondi cuts my hair very slightly every twelve days. I never look as if I need, or have just had, a haircut.
I train according to a selection of videos prepared by the same orthopedically trained specialist who tones the bodies of the New York Giants, Oscar de la Hoya, and "La Cirque du Soleil." I can't stress enough how important it is to remain limber. I supplement these sessions with a bi-weekly visit from Billy, who, though he now runs "The Chelsea Piers," has kept me as a private client.
Khan, from "Jiva Mukhti" tutors me in Yoga four times a week. Unlike his many devotees who flock to his Lafayette Street studio, I prefer to perfect the "Lying Down Backward Dog" in the privacy of my own home.
And, I usually awake to the song "One Singular Sensation" from "A Chorus Line" as it is the most optimistic song ever written.
And, No, I am Not Gay, not that there's anything wrong with that.
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Source: same
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:12:10 GMT
"Sun 3/26/00 4:45 PM
Subject: 10 Things I Hate
I Hate False Hope.
Don't tell me everything will be fine when you know in advance that it won't.
I Hate Bad Service.
You're an Actor, fine. Go sleep with a Producer, and allow a trained professional to filet my Salmon.
I Hate people who refer to themselves in the third person.
It's only acceptable if you're already dead, as in the opening scene of "Sunset Boulevard."
I Hate Davis Ferguson.
I believe I've already touched on that.
I Hate Bad Albee.
Don't bring up your inner demons to share with the others at the table. We really don't care to know if you're afraid of Virginia Woolf. Stay home and freak out. Buy a Chainsaw.
I Hate The Work of Jean Michel Basquiat.
Let's see what he could do sober.
I Hate Politicians Who Comb Over Their Bald Spots.
If you are going to lie about the state of your own head, how can anybody trust anything you have to say about anything important?
I Hate False Modesty.
Why bother?
I Hate Beggars.
They CAN be choosers, like in choose to get a job.
I Hate Not Being Understood.
Do I make myself clear?
I Hate Davis Ferguson.
All right, that's 11.
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Same source
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:20:28 GMT
Source: Brian Kotek's archived webpage web.archive.org/web/20080701080932/http://www.briankotek.com/psycho/movie/am2000.cfm"Wed 3/15/00 11:48 AM Subject: Take Off My problem came from being a young man with a lot of money in Manhattan. As a direct result of my position and perceived good fortune, the word NO did not apply to me. Can I have this suit, this phone, this girl? YES. This drug, this apartment, this deal? YES! This car, this table, this stretch of oceanfront? YES! Could I change the boundaries that define society? Could I create my own set of rules and live by them? YES. YES! Everything but NO! Was I searching all this time for that someone who would finally say NO to me? No. I was searching for Teterboro, the most convenient of New York's private airports, even though it is in New Jersey. And by 92 I had found it. I haven't seen the inside of a commercial plane, except the Concorde, in nearly a decade. The French. Their cars suck but their aircraft are glorious. My Falcon 50, tail number N522PB, has the best short field performance of any of the heavy iron, and is far less nouveau than a Gulfstream, which, by now, everybody in the top tiers at Goldman and Microsoft owns. And, I should have known that after a weekend in Aspen's thin air, this normally invigorating bottle of Far Niente would induce a sense of remorse in me that is about the only thing I can't afford right now. Especially now. No thoughts can enter my mind that don't focus exclusively on THE DEAL. For future reference. Remind me to never pick up anyone who appears regularly on the WB network. If I have to hear one more time about how if she had known how cold Aspen was she never would have become a spokesperson for PETA and then she would have been able to wear her Fendi sable poncho to the Caribou Club, I will throw her out of the plane as soon as we're over the Meadowlands. Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:21:25 GMT
An email thread, lol!
"From:Patrick Bateman
To:Dr. M
Sent: Thursday, March 16, 2000 11:50 AM
Subject: Therap-e
You are to use Eastern Standard Time as a basis for scheduling all E sessions, which will take place twice a week. Any and all confidentiality documents must be notarized prior to transfer of any and all funds. E sessions will be terminated at the sole discretion of PB. I will set the agenda and insist that we adhere to a straightforward plan. I write: you read. You never had anything interesting to say, anyway.
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman"
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----- Original Message ----- From: Dr. M.
To: Patrick Bateman
Sent: Thursday, March 16, 2000
Subject: Issues and Ethics
>I feel it is my obligation as your doctor to insist that we examine your motivation >for such an unconventional undertaking as online therapy. The long term effects >of such an arrangement on the health of the patient must be carefully evaluated. >Will "therap-e" be beneficial or harmful...especially considering your state of mind? >-Dr. M.
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From: Patrick Bateman
To: Dr. M.
Sent: Thursday, March 16, 2000 11:50 AM
Subject: Cut to the chase
Do you want the money or don't you?
Virtually yours,
Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com
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Source as above
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:25:03 GMT
"Fri 3/17/00 11:41 AM
Subject: Jean Again
HOW QUICKLY THEY FORGET,
I am reminded as I scan Jean's latest request for temporary alimony. Dear Jean, sweet Jean. Jean who knows all, who understands me better than anyone else. Jean, who only wanted to love me. Jean, who balked at the idea of being sent home to Queens by car service. Jean, who grew up in a FORTY THOUSAND DOLLAR HOUSE, just can't seem to make it these days on anything less than ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY NINE THOUSAND DOLLARS A MONTH.
I knew she wasn't the old Jean anymore when she sent a body double into Valentino to be fitted for FALL '91 because she was pregnant.
By SPRING '93, she really didn't think it was a good idea that she and little P.B. Jr. fly commercially anymore, what with all that recycled air, he was sneezing on the boat all the way to Mustique. And you know, it looks just terrible when there are not enough seats and some of the help has to go coach.
Evelyn called. She is in between European gay aristo-trash husbands, and will be at her place in the Carlyle after the 24th but will be out of commission after the 27th, (Evelyn-speak for facelift), and she read about the divorce and is terribly sorry but that's what happens when you don't marry one of your own.
Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Source: Brian Kotek, see above.
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:26:38 GMT
"Fri 3/17/00 3:10 PM
Subject: Best Accessory
My son P.B. Jr. was wise enough early in his life to dispense with any aspect of his physicality or character that I would find even the slightest bit objectionable. He looks as if he were sculpted out of ivory, all the more remarkable when you consider the mutt-like ancestry of his mother.
As an infant, the only sounds he made were both pleasant and knowing. His ability to choose correctly was apparent long before he was able to speak. He preferred catalogues printed on the heaviest stock glossy paper to those books about that purple dinosaur that evolution should have rendered extinct by now. And, as far as anything involving a mouse was concerned, they were far too close to their biological relation, the rat, to amuse him in the slightest.
It is impossible to ignore the obvious superiority of this child, and on more than one occasion the current cover of Vogue or star of the latest teen angst movie would stop me on the street and ask me where could she get one of those?
Hermes, I'd reply, and head towards the Frick, which Jean always thought could possibly be for sale if I called enough people.
Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman
bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
source Brian Kotek
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:28:58 GMT
"Sat 3/18/00 4:46 PM Subject: Artwork My son's gift to me. Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com" Source Brian Kotek
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:29:59 GMT
"Sat 3/18/00 8:48 PM Subject: The Deal The two great motivators are greed and hate. Everybody wants more. Everybody hates someone. And why do you hate them? More likely than not, it's because they are in your way, or have something you want. I hate Davis Ferguson. Davis Ferguson has something I want. And it's not his wardrobe. In the Midwest, even the Billionaires shop at Today's Man. Davis Ferguson is in my way. For now. Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
source Brain Kotek
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:31:28 GMT
"Sun 3/19/00 11:45 AM From: Patrick Bateman To: Dr. M Subject: Time
According to my Platinum 1938 Breguet Minute Repeater, (a lesser version in Rose Gold recently sold in London for the equivalent of $217,000.00), I see that it is time for our Therap-e session. I must advise you in advance that if it were not for The Issue, and my desire to retrieve my child from his mother, I would not devote the time to this exercise. You asked me if I am interested in solving my problems or if I just want to give the impression that I have solved them so I can win custody of my child. I am interested in winning. Period. On all fronts. You suggest that I use arrogance and hostility as a mask to hide behind. I thought that's what the Internet was for.
Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
source Brian Kotek
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:33:03 GMT
"Mon 3/20/00 11:57 AM Subject: Man at Work
The weather has never affected me much. Occasionally we are forced to modify a flight plan, and for certain social engagements a Top coat is appropriate, but that's only for fashion's sake. People like me never get wet.
I go from the elevator to the car and back. The elevator that is reserved for my use alone. The illusion that I am present and available is necessary.
I remain in contact through technology. Between the Sat phone, Satnav, the DSL lines that radiate from wherever I may be like a web, I am never out of touch, be it by voice or digital command. I am only unreachable when I choose to be.
During the coming month, I will be forced to make myself available to many I'd choose to ignore, permanently. Marcus Halberstam wisely chose to leave New York after some rather unpleasant innuendo regarding Paul Allen seemed to attach itself to him. Friend that I am, I offered him an opportunity that for the most part keeps him out of the country. Luis Carruthers, on the other hand, has proven himself quite useful at sucking valuable information out of some of the most important media and entertainment figures there are, thus rendering himself far more useful than even he realizes.
It is Davis Ferguson whom I abhor the most. It is almost as if he knows that my total revulsion at his mere existence gives him an upper hand. He is almost correct.
Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
Source: Brian Kotek, link above
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Post by RhodoraO on Dec 26, 2020 20:35:16 GMT
"Tue 3/21/00 10:28 AM Subject: Why I Hate Davis Ferguson
I hate Davis Ferguson because he mocks my respect for perfection.
And because he is a liar. The image he conveys is one of down home Americana that is as fake as the artificial twang in his Yale educated voice. Though it is obvious that he descends from peasant stock, by the time the Second World War was to commence his family's various enterprises and ill gotten gains made them one of the richest in Pre- Internet America.
Our last meeting, at his insistence, took place at a Denny's restaurant near Lincoln, Nebraska, a chain he doesn't even own. His goal in taking me there was to make me uncomfortable enough so that I might inadvertently reveal why I have been buying up shares in his various corporations. As he consumed enormous quantities of bright yellow food covered in rivers of maple syrup mopped up with the whitest of bread, I thought at least Elvis had the class to keel over and die after a lifetime of consuming such victuals. This wildebeest had the gall to guffaw in my face, (I detest even the notion of a guffaw), and boast that there is another group interested in his various corporations, and he might just go ahead and meet with them, to teach me a thing or two about how good ‘ole boys do things down around his way.
Go ahead, I say to this evolutionary misstep, and keep to myself that this other party reports to me.
Virtually yours, Patrick Bateman bateman@AmPsycho2000.com"
source Brain Kotek
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