Studly and ambitious Andrew (Ryan Locke), the ringleader of this close-knit band, is a high-powered, squash-playing banker ready to try his hand at an Internet startup. His fiancée Julie (Nicole Bilderback) is climbing quickly at Merrill Lynch ("Every bank needs one hot Asian chick," she jests), and her brother Tony (Andrew Wei Lin) is a gay ad exec who would love to find a real relationship. The other gay guy in the group, Ben (Colin Fickes), is a lovable loser type suffering through a humiliating string of chat room hookups and career doldrums. Rounding out the bunch is Felix (Thomas Sadoski), a deep thinker and dreamer who diagnoses himself with "a touch of existential malaise courtesy of late capitalism." Dabbling in heroin helps him get through the day.
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Campbell Scott's performance in the title role of "Roger Dodger" -- as a bombastic, psychologically savage, emotionally immature inveterate bachelor who habitually prowls Manhattan nightclubs, bars and even his own office for sexual conquests -- is an outstanding work of complete character submersion.
In the film's opening scene, the actor best known for nice-guy supporting roles ("The Spanish Prisoner," "Big Night") rearranges his boyish, amiable good looks into a brash, supercilious sneer and launches into venomous musing on the evolution of the sexes ("Until women develop the ability to move heavy objects by telepathy, they will need the male...") in a debate with his circle of co-worker pals. By the time he adds a cigarette smoke exclamation point to his diatribe, you can't help but find the guy contemptible.
His arrogance knows no bounds, at least on the surface. His idea of a great pick-up line is to look a woman up and down, single out likely weaknesses in her self-image and exploit them openly, hoping to hit a raw nerve. "You can't sell a product without first making people feel bad," he sniffs, applying his ad industry parlance to both work and the dating game.
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