Cert: 12A / 139 mins / Dir. Neil Burger
I think it's about Stacey off Eastenders leaving District 12 to go and join Slytherin and be one of the Lost Boys before Darth Winslet turns them all into her personal clone army. Or something. As a straight-on action movie it's surprisingly watchable if inoffensive, but thematically it's pretty dire…
You're special. A precious little snowflake. You're not like those others, with their conforming ways (buy a book), all trudging down the same path like sheep (fuck it, buy the set). You know your own mind and you shine by doing things differently (there's a film out as well) and making your own mark on the world (with a soundtrack, obviously). That's why those squares in authority fear you. You see right through the bullshit of conformist life (or just the scored OST, if you prefer), and won't be told what to do by 'the man' (although it's still cold out, you should probably wear a hoodie). So make a stand, and show the world what you're made of!
Oh, and you'll probably need a pencil case, yeah?
Rarely has a film worked so hard at conveying one message…
Not as much as I was supposed to.
For me, absolutely not. For its market, I have no idea.
I can't foresee that occasion.
I'm pretty certain I heard one when Winslet gets stabbed in the neck.
That's not as much fun as it sounds.
You know that bit where they're standing by the sorting-bowls and cutting their hands in an unnecessarily lengthy coming-of-age ceremony? Did anyone else see a whole pile of sterilised knives lying around? Only there are hundreds of kids in that auditorium, and I only saw one cutty-handy-knife. It only takes one of the early ones to have Hepatitis and that's a generation of citizens fucked, surely? How is that society-building?
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