The Young and the Vacuous 4 July by groggo — See all my reviews This flick was made in and around my home town of Toronto, and maybe I I took it too personally. So much talent and money was wasted on what is essentially just another formulaic Hollywood-style romance, with white middle-class characters replaced by black middle-class characters faced with the same, tired bourgeois human conflicts that, in the grand scheme of things, don't mean diddly-squat.
According to the DVD extras, the movie is somehow special because it could be a story set anywhere, even Tokyo or Iowa.
That's laudable, but couldn't you say the same for countless other flicks in this questionable genre? Isn't that really the problem with these kinds of movies -- that they've been done to death?
How many times can you reinvent the same weary conceit? I'm really sick of these movies that show you reasonably affluent characters surrounded by countless friends and support systems who somehow feel the world is collapsing around them because, essentially, they're having problems with sex. Giveth unto me a break. It might be a romance, but it's painfully UNfunny, and that's a big problem -- it badly needs an injection of humour.
It takes itself much too seriously. The writing is stilted, self-important, and frequently silly, and the actors too often linger awkwardly, as if they yearn to say something meaningful.
The best thing here is Toronto-based stand-up comedian Kenny Robinson as porn-store owner Robbie , who should have been allowed to exercise his comedic chops to give this film some levity and energy. You know you have a problem when the acerbic Robinson stands around, playing it straight. The premise of this movie I think is a guy who, because he's addicted to porn, cannot perform sexually with his girlfriend, who has taken a vow of chastity because she thinks all men are basically, you know, only after one thing.
If this movie is any indication, they are. I would like to think that men have a bit more substance, but then again this movie wouldn't have been made if you held to that notion. Writer-director Sudz Sutherland thinks his work is somehow 'different' with hints of revolutionary for God's sake -- showing a film about the common contemporary problem of porn addiction. Maybe so, but with a premise like that, this should have been either a lot more dramatic, a lot funnier, or a lot sexier.
The few sex scenes are juvenile and pedestrian, and the actors look embarrassed, as if they'd rather be somewhere else. I think if you're in the age bracket and relate to the pointless, bourgeois, single-minded i. This is Sutherland's first feature. One can only hope he can add more satiric or dramatic bite and nuance to his next one. Was this review helpful to you?