Thirteen was co-written by a 13-year old and the adult director. The teenage co-writer also co-stars in the film.
When the movie was over, my spouse turned to me and said, "I wish I had known that it was also directed by a thirteen year old girl." Yes, it was almost that bad.
I'll be the first to admit that it's difficult for a movie tackling the milieu of adolescence to avoid being too topical or appearing to be an anti-drug commercial, but Thirteen seems to jump in the `after school special' puddle with both feet. Worse, Thirteen wants to take on every topic it can: cutting, drugs, sex, addiction, self-image, et al. With so much of an agenda, the film becomes rife with clichés and its dramatic strokes are so broadly painted that it was impossible for me to take it seriously. With all of the ways one could approach the topic and create an affecting film, Thirteen chooses the direct and simple path and just bulldozes through its to-do list.
Somehow, most of the film's characters, while vibrant, are also sort of vaguely drawn and incomplete. The `world' that the film creates also has this generic quality to it. Bizarrely, the standout performance here was Jeremy Sisto as Holly Hunter's boyfriend. In a film that could easily be characterized by its screaming, Sisto delivers a subtle, understated performance.
The people sitting to the left of me in the theater were laughing throughout most of the picture, trying their best not to irritate the rest of the audience. The woman sitting to the right of me was in tears for a good half of the movie. I think it's safe to say that most people will have polarized opinions of the film.
When the movie was over, my spouse turned to me and said, "I wish I had known that it was also directed by a thirteen year old girl." Yes, it was almost that bad.
I'll be the first to admit that it's difficult for a movie tackling the milieu of adolescence to avoid being too topical or appearing to be an anti-drug commercial, but Thirteen seems to jump in the `after school special' puddle with both feet. Worse, Thirteen wants to take on every topic it can: cutting, drugs, sex, addiction, self-image, et al. With so much of an agenda, the film becomes rife with clichés and its dramatic strokes are so broadly painted that it was impossible for me to take it seriously. With all of the ways one could approach the topic and create an affecting film, Thirteen chooses the direct and simple path and just bulldozes through its to-do list.
Somehow, most of the film's characters, while vibrant, are also sort of vaguely drawn and incomplete. The `world' that the film creates also has this generic quality to it. Bizarrely, the standout performance here was Jeremy Sisto as Holly Hunter's boyfriend. In a film that could easily be characterized by its screaming, Sisto delivers a subtle, understated performance.
The people sitting to the left of me in the theater were laughing throughout most of the picture, trying their best not to irritate the rest of the audience. The woman sitting to the right of me was in tears for a good half of the movie. I think it's safe to say that most people will have polarized opinions of the film.
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