Whoa!

Rating: Null/10 (14 November 2000)

i braced myself. I near-panicked. I wanted to run out of the theatre before it started (I saw it on double feature with "The General's daughter", second-run). But I didn't.
Instead, I laughed and laughed and had a ball telling my males friends who'd not seen it. And gloated as they turned green either out of envy or disgust that I, a girl (underage, at that!), had beat to it.
I was warned (by these perverts who've seen everything under the sun and who were so grossed out they walked out before it was half-done) that it's filthy and disgusting. Worse than Lolita or porno.
And instead of throwing up my popcorn, I sat through and liked it a bunch.
It's really just a movie showing the effects of xenophobia and over-righteous parents in an in-your-face way like the Marquis de Sade. It shows the darker side of us in a totally subversively hilarious way you can't help but like.
Those prudes say that it's crude and offensive. Ok. I admit as much: it does. But how many times have you actually sat down, totally angry and just wanted to curse creatively for twenty minutes without repeating yourself? You see this movie and you feel better in minutes -if you can make it that long, that is.
And when I saw in with an open-mind, I'm glad I'd made it.