White bread. That's the taste this movie left with me. Not even white bread toast. I suppose it was supposed to be an extended rock video with dialogue. And compared to "Sliding Doors" it's an actual achievement in understanding why middle class white kids always end up acting like, well, middle class white kids. They're spoiled into self absorbed oblviousness. It's a movie of sincere affection for the Grung Gen Xers it's about but that's about all. Just more self engrossed primping in front of a mirror. Every generation of "20 somethings" spends time seeking an identity, I guess. But these folks seem to put on the identity MTV, et al. gave them. Disappointing. Sigh. No one questions anything. Breast implants? yeah, duh, ok...sure. Kids ? Ok, duh, yeah..sure. Date a guy with an IQ that would embarrass a fish stick? Sure, yeah duh...ok. Will somebody shake these people? Please ? For it seems no matter how much they bang into and over each other, cut each other off, so to speak, they're driving in a deep mist. Maybe the choice of rainy, misty Seattle as the setting was also symbolic, unintentionally, of course. Soggy white bread pieces floating around a puddle..in a mist.
But it's a date movie, right ? I'm making too much of all this, right ? But considering the near divinity we American's proclaim for children; our neurotic luv with the culture of youthfulness and mindless conformity to anything youngish in fashion or fad I have to ask. Is this it ? Is this what the richest, most powerful nation in history can produce ? I guess so. So, what will I tell my children ? (snicker, smirk) These people make the people on "The Springer Show" look thoughtful and earnest in comparison. Maybe thats the final irony. Those who have been given and have everything possible become incapable of doing, being, thinking, feeling or becoming anything. They were given Seattle, all new, shiny and prosperous. They gave nothing to it so, in return they make it bland, ill fitting, noisy and tedious in its endless conformity, always turning in upon itself. A Mobius strip of stale, white bread.
But it's a date movie, right ? I'm making too much of all this, right ? But considering the near divinity we American's proclaim for children; our neurotic luv with the culture of youthfulness and mindless conformity to anything youngish in fashion or fad I have to ask. Is this it ? Is this what the richest, most powerful nation in history can produce ? I guess so. So, what will I tell my children ? (snicker, smirk) These people make the people on "The Springer Show" look thoughtful and earnest in comparison. Maybe thats the final irony. Those who have been given and have everything possible become incapable of doing, being, thinking, feeling or becoming anything. They were given Seattle, all new, shiny and prosperous. They gave nothing to it so, in return they make it bland, ill fitting, noisy and tedious in its endless conformity, always turning in upon itself. A Mobius strip of stale, white bread.