Seldom have I been as scared watching a movie as with this movie. There are enemies around every corner, everything you're told probably is a lie and when you're not looking, it's your best friend that will kill you. I don't know how anyone lives in this pit of vipers, willingly. I just don't know.
If you read the original book, it's amazing how matter-of-fact Barris is about everything. In one passage he says "First I had to go over here for a meeting, then later I had to hurry over here, then I had to kill this guy, then I had a meeting with Mr. Goldberg over at NBC."
I just started laughing, it was like "WHAT? Excuse me?" I guess after you've killed 20 odd people it just doesn't mean that much to you anymore. This story is chilling.