I saw this film for the third time last night. The first time I saw it was years ago before I even knew how to recognize decent film-making. The second time, a few years later, was with my roommate. We both had the giggles and weren't really paying attention.
Last night I finally watched it with a knowledge of film and concentration. The results were disappointing to say the least.
This film is a teen movie taken up a notch. Imagine "Ten Things I Hate About You" rated R and you have this movie. What the movie tries to accomplish in maturity with regard to subject matter, it loses in the maturity with regard to the construction of the film itself. The actors are for the most part sub par, the script is obviously an underdeveloped first or second draft and possibly most annoyingly: the film seeks to uplift itself as an intelligent and profound way of looking at men and women. Instead of doing so, it embarrasses itself by establishing and embracing far more stereotypes than it discusses breaking down, assumes every young member of society is completely devoid of the ability to be thoughtful and respectful to the opposite sex and basically urinates on the genre of the teen movie all the while trying to lift it up to somewhere else.
If you're a teen movie enthusiast who happens to be above the age of thirteen or fourteen (if such a thing exists), this movie is watchable. It has all the staples: pop punk music, sweeping generalizations about college America (because in real colleges, girls walk around in their bras all the time) and an as a whole totally waste of film.
This film is as disposable its performances, script and direction. The few penis jokes worth laughing at are not worth sitting through the rest of it. Pitiful.
Last night I finally watched it with a knowledge of film and concentration. The results were disappointing to say the least.
This film is a teen movie taken up a notch. Imagine "Ten Things I Hate About You" rated R and you have this movie. What the movie tries to accomplish in maturity with regard to subject matter, it loses in the maturity with regard to the construction of the film itself. The actors are for the most part sub par, the script is obviously an underdeveloped first or second draft and possibly most annoyingly: the film seeks to uplift itself as an intelligent and profound way of looking at men and women. Instead of doing so, it embarrasses itself by establishing and embracing far more stereotypes than it discusses breaking down, assumes every young member of society is completely devoid of the ability to be thoughtful and respectful to the opposite sex and basically urinates on the genre of the teen movie all the while trying to lift it up to somewhere else.
If you're a teen movie enthusiast who happens to be above the age of thirteen or fourteen (if such a thing exists), this movie is watchable. It has all the staples: pop punk music, sweeping generalizations about college America (because in real colleges, girls walk around in their bras all the time) and an as a whole totally waste of film.
This film is as disposable its performances, script and direction. The few penis jokes worth laughing at are not worth sitting through the rest of it. Pitiful.