Written and directed by Noel Clarke, this hotch potch “girl power” caper is about four young “ladies” who accidentally get involved in a diamond heist. The film is fun enough but it tries to cram too many conflicting themes into one story… gritty topics like teenage abortion run alongside frivolous bickering and lashings of lesbian sex. And I might have believe the girl power angle a little more if the girls weren’t half naked almost all the time. As per usual Clarke has cast all his little friends, as well as himself, in bit parts, which doesn’t add to his credibility. Great for boys aged 15 – 18… but not for me.
I wanted to love this film. I’m a big Emma Stone fan and I have a real spot for a good teen comedy but I couldn’t get my head around the idea that a character as smart, sassy and confident as Olive (Stone) would sell faked sexual experiences to boys for gift cards she didn’t even seem to want. Plus there’s a nasty undercurrent of homophobia in the fact that Olive starts her career as pretend school slut by encouraging her gay best friend (Dan Byrd) to fake being straight to get bullies off his back. There are some really funny moments but I just didn’t get it.
I might be oversimplifying the point of this film but what I got from it was 17th century poet drinks and lot and shags everyone, writes a play about dildos, runs off, gets syphilis, makes some speeches… dies. Johnny Depp was as wonderful as ever as The Earl of Rochester but I was so very bored.
Oh dear… I was warned that the third Terminator film was bad, but I didn’t realise it was going to be this bad. In this instalment John Connor (Nick Stahl) is in his 20’s, homeless and living off the grid. A new female terminator, the TX, (Kristianna Loken) is after his future associates so another T-101 (Arnold Schwarzenegger) is sent back to protect him. Unfortunately the TX is nowhere near as cool as the T-1000 and the whole thing is about 80% filler and only 20% killer.