Author Bret Easton Ellis’ most famous literary creation, Patrick Bateman from his 1991 novel American Psycho, has been depicted in many forms. As Christian Bale in Mary Harron’s film. As someone who gets stabbed in the neck by a young Mila Kunis in American Psycho 2. As a singing-and-dancing Benjamin Walker in a Broadway musical. But, with the exception of the intentionally unreliable mock memoir Lunar Park, Ellis has never revisited Bateman in his further books, probably because he doesn’t want a direct-to-video, seriously-terrible American Psycho 2 situation on his hands.
But because American Psycho was released 25 years ago, Town and Country asked Ellis what Bateman would be up to these days. Outside of being the guy at the bar who still puts Huey Lewis and the News on the jukebox, that is.
I think that if I had written the book in the past decade, perhaps Bateman would have been working in Silicon Valley, living in Cupertino with excursions into San Francisco or down to Big Sur to the Post Ranch Inn and palling around with Zuckerberg and dining at the French Laundry, or lunching with Reed Hastings at Manresa in Los Gatos, wearing a Yeezy hoodie and teasing girls on Tinder. Certainly he could also just as easily be a hedge-funder in New York: Patrick Bateman begets Bill Ackman and Daniel Loeb. (Via)
Once a disturbed yuppie, always a disturbed yuppie.
Bateman would also be excited for the upcoming Suicide Squad movie. You think Jared Leto sending a dead pig to his co-stars is weird? Wait until you see what Patrick Bateman does to Jared Leto (again).
(Via Town and Country)