Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Kids in America



Wow, that picture is huge. Whatever, it happens. I rented this movie tonight. To be honest, the only reason I wanted to see it was because Nicole Richie is in it. I'm a huge fan of The Simple Life, what can I say?

I love how she gets billing in this movie and has a tiny part in it. She's probably in about 5 minutes of the movie total. So sad.

This movie is so stereotypical. It deals with protesting high school issues. The main characters range from cheerleader, to hippie. Each character portrays everything you would expect from a stereotype.

The story line of the movie didn't really satisfy my desire to see a movie with a great plot and good acting, but it entertained. By entertained; I laughed at the acting that was the equivalent to a high school stage production. Loved it.

The only redeeming aspect of the movie was the credits. During the credits, there were interviews with people the story was based on. There was a girl who was expelled from her school because she dreamed about killing a teacher and wrote it in her diary which was seized under the patriot act. The person who wore a shirt that said Barbie is a lesbian, and someone else who was suspended for wearing condoms on their clothes to promote safe sex.

If nothing else, the movie made me wish I had been more willing to take a stand in high school. Of course, I never did and just followed the crowd, like everyone else. I wish I could go back and cause all sorts of controversy. I could cause so many problems with my little conservative Lutheran private high school if I were a student there today.

3 Comments:

At 9:40 AM, Blogger Casey said...

I love the Simple Life also!

"How old are you?"
"16."
"Gorgeous!"

High school would be much cooler if I could go back knowing the things I do now.

 
At 11:31 AM, Blogger paultoes said...

scott, you don't have to be a student to cause all kinds of problems for your high school.
i know how to make stink-bombs.

 
At 11:03 AM, Blogger equippedtofascinate said...

Ooh, Paul, call me.

 

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