Lame. Lame. Lame. Lame. There's
only one word on my mind after I left Homework. Can you guess what it is? I don't mean to complain,
but really that's what it came down to.
There's a boy who doesn't live
life conventionally. He doesn't turn in homework or believe that days should be
wasted in school. There's a girl who's pretty and is nothing like the boy.
Senior high school students George and Sally form a friendship as they try to
sort out life, together.
I thought Homework was going to be something different. As I sat in the theatre, I couldn't
believe I was watching such a formulaic film. You can spot every next move
about 30 minutes before it happens. The film was trying to be edgy but it was
really just an illusion.
The characters are the worst kind
of people: posers. They try to be something they are not and act all cool about
it as if they're beyond sophisticated. Furthermore, these kids are eighteen and
in almost every scene they are handling a beer. So not only are the characters
pretending to be cool, but the film tries to pull off the same trick.
It's yet another film that starts
at a high level and then quickly depreciates in value. The script was
ridiculous and the actors couldn't improve their lines either. There were
unnecessary references to sluts and hussies and sleeping around. In today's
film world, that's as clichéd as you can get.
Homework never achieved anything special. Instead, it crashed
and burned as yet another romantic comedy posing as an indie film, trying to
convince the audience that what it's doing isn't the same tired story we've
seen before.
