If a filmmaker intends to make a movie that will be in turn whip smart, stylishly cruel, profoundly funny, and deliciously wicked, he would do well to follow the example of director William Marsh, who based his techno-angst existential bacchanal Mood Swingers (2000) upon the English literary terrier Martin Amis’s novel Dead Babies. Emotionally rich and intellectually engaging source material is always a plus in the creation of a big-screen entertainment, and Mood Swingers squeezes kinetic life into Amis’s tale of privilege, perversion, and prigs gone wild.