I've been there, where Angela was. But I never wanted to kill any of my school antagonists. Sure, I resented their antagonism. I never understood the need for it; or what they hoped to accomplish. I meet the same kind of people now. I conclude they aren't worth knowing, nor caring about. As a film, it was effective enough. I liked how outside the courtroom, there was an Angela clone, arguing with a Stacy clone. It's almost like a race thing; even though they're the same race. They're different types of people. They'll always hate each other, I guess. I suppose at the end of the day, if we've succeeded in not killing each other, then we've succeeded.
Review of Death of A Cheerleader
