I'm beginning to think that Larry Clark cares more about "pushing the envelope" by depicting exponentially more and more gratuitous teenage sex with each of his films than he does about ensuring any realistic plot. This was yet another in a string of pointless 'those crazy kids!' flicks where we get to (oh joy!) follow around a bunch of vacant teen miscreants on their outrageous, totally unbelievable sex and drug-fueled adventures. Even if you're very, very creative and desperate to find a message or lesson to be learned from this contrived bit of garbage, I'm afraid you're still going to be somewhat disappointed.
However, if you enjoy the illusion of kiddie porn disguised (not so cleverly) as a hip, edgy indie flick then you'll probably think it's great.
However, if you enjoy the illusion of kiddie porn disguised (not so cleverly) as a hip, edgy indie flick then you'll probably think it's great.