Twenty-two year-old George-Michael Bluth is dating a hot girl who's 17. For some
unknown reason, his cockblocking hipster friends
constantly badger the living shit out
of him over this. Then, one night at a party he sees a really cute girl (his
age) with pink hair. He dumps the younger girl, hooks up with this new girl and
now must "battle" her seven "evil" ex's. He does, he wins
and he gets the girl. The End.
I liked this movie for what it was (at least it
tried to be somewhat original), but I
was still disappointed. I'm not sure what I expected, but I was really wanting
to be blown away and taken for a wild ride. Instead, it's just a bunch of
hipsters sitting around talking like they're way down on Quaaludes. Finally, we
get to the fight scenes and they're just ehhhh. I never got any since of danger
from them. All kinds of violent shit would happen to George-Michael, but none of
it ever hurt him. He'd get slammed through a wall or bashed in the face
repeatedly and he's still be standing there with those intellectually disabled
puppy dog eyes and adorable stroke victim mumble-stutter talk that he always
does.
What would have been cool is if, instead of being just one step above "The Power
Rangers", SPVTW would have gone for an dark R-rating and thrown in some gritty,
blood soaked violence. But, I guess, that's not what the filmmakers were looking
for. Oh well.
Mildly interesting watch, but with absolutely zero tension and terrible music I
felt disconnected from the entire thing. Worth a watch, but that's about it.