Frat House
1998·Documentary·1h
7.0
★
Frat House is a documentary film exploring the darker side of fraternity life, largely filmed at Allentown, Pennsylvania's Muhlenberg College; the majority of the film was shot in the house of the Alpha Tau Omega fraternity.
Directed by Todd Phillips and Andrew Gurland
found footage
fraternity house
college life
IMDB
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Crew
Todd Phillips
Director
Anthony Hardwick
Cinematography
W. Mott Hupfel III
Cinematography
Popular Reviews
15 reviews
Ghoulie
5.0★ · 02/25/26
I hate to admit it, but I found this documentary utterly fascinating.
Director Phillips, not a name synonymous with subtlety, is at this point in his burgeoning career closer to contemporaneous agent provocateurs of American youth Larry Clark and Harmony Korine. While that seems dangerous on the surface, FRAT HOUSE seeks to subvert the excellent formalism of KIDS for example by projecting a more down-market, amateurish frame. The endless shots of brutish, douchey young men in group shots seem to this reviewer to represent Phillips' initial thesis, about how far young men go to be a part of a whole. Those shots are, however, only somewhat effective before becoming endless and I have to say, rather gratuitous (along with the HBO-friendly nudity), and about halfway through I found myself wholly checked out from what I was viewing. That shouldn't suggest boredom, though.
Indeed, FRAT HOUSE is disgusting. It's wretched, it's deplorable, it's reprehensible. Yet, it is an important artifact. Films like this not only show the horrors of young men's prurient lechery, but how the dicks of yesterday are the pricks of today.
Obligatory disclaimers:
What a bunch of fucking losers (Frat guys).
There is more to life than getting laid.
In the battle of Pussy Vs. Prick, Pussy always wins.
Director Phillips, not a name synonymous with subtlety, is at this point in his burgeoning career closer to contemporaneous agent provocateurs of American youth Larry Clark and Harmony Korine. While that seems dangerous on the surface, FRAT HOUSE seeks to subvert the excellent formalism of KIDS for example by projecting a more down-market, amateurish frame. The endless shots of brutish, douchey young men in group shots seem to this reviewer to represent Phillips' initial thesis, about how far young men go to be a part of a whole. Those shots are, however, only somewhat effective before becoming endless and I have to say, rather gratuitous (along with the HBO-friendly nudity), and about halfway through I found myself wholly checked out from what I was viewing. That shouldn't suggest boredom, though.
Indeed, FRAT HOUSE is disgusting. It's wretched, it's deplorable, it's reprehensible. Yet, it is an important artifact. Films like this not only show the horrors of young men's prurient lechery, but how the dicks of yesterday are the pricks of today.
Obligatory disclaimers:
What a bunch of fucking losers (Frat guys).
There is more to life than getting laid.
In the battle of Pussy Vs. Prick, Pussy always wins.
I hate to admit it, but I found this documentary utterly fascinating.
Director Phillips, not a name synonymous with subtlety, is at this point in his burgeoning career closer to contemporaneous agent provocateurs of American youth Larry Clark and Harmony Korine. While that seems dangerous on the surface, FRAT HOUSE seeks to subvert the excellent formalism of KIDS for example by projecting a more down-market, amateurish frame. The endless shots of brutish, douchey young men in group shots seem to this reviewer to represent Phillips' initial thesis, about how far young men go to be a part of a whole. Those shots are, however, only somewhat effective before becoming endless and I have to say, rather gratuitous (along with the HBO-friendly nudity), and about halfway through I found myself wholly checked out from what I was viewing. That shouldn't suggest boredom, though.
Indeed, FRAT HOUSE is disgusting. It's wretched, it's deplorable, it's reprehensible. Yet, it is an important artifact. Films like this not only show the horrors of young men's prurient lechery, but how the dicks of yesterday are the pricks of today.
Obligatory disclaimers:
What a bunch of fucking losers (Frat guys).
There is more to life than getting laid.
In the battle of Pussy Vs. Prick, Pussy always wins.
Director Phillips, not a name synonymous with subtlety, is at this point in his burgeoning career closer to contemporaneous agent provocateurs of American youth Larry Clark and Harmony Korine. While that seems dangerous on the surface, FRAT HOUSE seeks to subvert the excellent formalism of KIDS for example by projecting a more down-market, amateurish frame. The endless shots of brutish, douchey young men in group shots seem to this reviewer to represent Phillips' initial thesis, about how far young men go to be a part of a whole. Those shots are, however, only somewhat effective before becoming endless and I have to say, rather gratuitous (along with the HBO-friendly nudity), and about halfway through I found myself wholly checked out from what I was viewing. That shouldn't suggest boredom, though.
Indeed, FRAT HOUSE is disgusting. It's wretched, it's deplorable, it's reprehensible. Yet, it is an important artifact. Films like this not only show the horrors of young men's prurient lechery, but how the dicks of yesterday are the pricks of today.
Obligatory disclaimers:
What a bunch of fucking losers (Frat guys).
There is more to life than getting laid.
In the battle of Pussy Vs. Prick, Pussy always wins.
ranger
10.0★ · 11/20/25
best time of your life that you'll never want to have again
best time of your life that you'll never want to have again
goy
4.0★ · 08/08/24
there is a brute who likes to bite the heads off of rats and his name is…. blossom 🌸
there is a brute who likes to bite the heads off of rats and his name is…. blossom 🌸
JessPRO
3.0★ · 09/17/22
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asher
5.0★ · 05/19/26