To say that this film is amateurish is to say that a Jacques Rozier film is amateurish. Rozier was a great Nouvelle Vague director, mostly unknown outside of France and then.... he died this year and some papers have not even bothered to mourn him. This film reminded me of one of Rozier's films, a short called ' Blue Jeans ' and its youthful zest for life, and its desire of two young men to waste hours in finding young women. This film ' Wrecked ' shows a young man who wrecks himself on drugs, searching for the right guy and the final scene is certainly worthy of either Warhol or the Nouvelle Vague. A wasted body, lipstick on his mouth on a sea of red blanket covering. Out of it completely. No more spoilers, but just to say the camera searches this young man with all the enthusiasm of a Rozier film, darting here and there like an exploring fly to finally settle on this sea of a drugged, sexed out body on a bed.
Review of Wrecked
