The ultimate poser flick

Rating: 2/10 (10 January 1999)

I wanted to like this film - I really did - but from the outset, I couldn't help but notice how cliched the characters were. I just couldn't bring myself to lend any empathy whatsoever to the "tortured souls" which were gratuitously scattered about the store. Frankly, they came across as posers.
Let's see, there was the brainy, just-trying-to-be-accepted girl, the suicidal "walk one day in my shoes and I MIGHT respect you" girl, the token slut, the oh-so-cool but mighty mysterious & outrageously unrealistic beatnik dude, etc, etc. I couldn't help but think that the writer must've spent hours upon end in a local mall trying to get a beat on the pulse of today's youth. Sadly, he produced this bouillabaisse.
Even more maddening was the intertwining of sub-plots designed to lend credence to each character. The scene in which the brainy one finally goes mad and begins ripping things apart was utterly ridiculous and completely forced.
This is one of those films that actually made me blush - not because of any suggestive scenes, but because I became embarrassed that I was actually watching it!