Monday, 2 March 2009

"Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count. "

Elizabeth was sick on Saturday, so we just stayed in and took it easy. After three days of heavy drinking it was quite nice to just do nothing. I'm not a doctor, but I do know that when someone is sick, you can try any old cocktail of Nurofen, orange juice and bed socks, but there's really only one thing that is actually guaranteed to help. And that, my friends, is nothing but a good old-fashioned 80's comedy or action movie. Normally a a really bad cold would require a dose of vitamin Rocky 4, but on Sunday she didn't require quite such drastic treatment. After considering Rambo III for a moment we decided that maybe something like Heathers would do the trick.

If you haven't seen it, you're really missing out. You can get a copy at amazon for £2, so what have you got to lose, eh?

I've seen this film a number of times and something that always strikes me is how different it is from today's "teen movies". Not only is it dark, crude, violent, very un-pc and very funny, but above all it's actually well-written, well-acted, with well-drawn characters. How many teen movies these days ticks any of those boxes?

So, Winona Ryder plays Veronica, 4th in command in the "popular girl's squad". As opposed to her three "friends", the Heathers, she actually has a heart and she's getting fed up with treating the other students like shit. She develops a friendship with J.D. (played by Christian Slater), the rebel/outsider, who's been transferred between schools throughout his life. Together they embark on a moral (well, sort of) mission to teach the popular/horrible kids a lesson. Things get completely out of hand and, well...just watch it.

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