Whoa guys, I’m totally following up that post I did about Amber Ortolano‘s photography with this overly dramatic singular bullshit teenage title (the other was ghosts, if you didn’t recall.) There’s a girl at my school who tweets things like that–“graveyard nights,” “ghosts,” “I wish,” “no” and all of this vague shit. It’s actually funny to me how it’s sort of a hipster thing to be vague on something like twitter which is about your LIFE?? It’s rather pointless. And on Facebook it’s even better–she puts up pictures of herself with sentences below like “should have met him in the graveyard” and “regrets.” It’s so irritating and pretentious but I’ve gotten to the point where I detest the people in my grade so much that I just try to let them amuse me rather than make me hate them.
ANYWAY, I didn’t write a post about The Myth of the American Sleepover, which is still a movie I am having mental debates about (wow, what else is new?) It’s written and directed by David Robert Mitchell. All of the actors and actresses are super unknown but if you like them just go to the wikipedia page and search stuff about them on other sites (because THEY ARE SO UNKNOWN THAT THEY DON’T HAVE WIKIPEDIA PAGES WUT.) Here’s the trailer:
After watching, I wrote a scrambled paragraph about my thoughts in my diary, which reads as follows (I’m posting the whole paragraph which isn’t exactly…cohesive):
Watching Myth of the American Sleepover. REALLY great movie—though it looks like it’s from the 70’s and I just think that if there’s no cell phones and it has this hazy look then they should have actually placed it in the 70’s. Like there’s no difference—except the clothes. It’s not a period piece but for Christ’s sake he doesn’t know how teenagers act. Fuck that shit.
Okay please please take most of that–not seriously, as it was over half a year ago which IS A LOT in teenage time. Anyway, disregarding your probably raised eyebrows and wrinkled forehead (this is why I never share my diary with anyone,) I do agree with my past self. The film has a very hazy feel to it, something that’s sort of nostalgic, and it’s in suburbs in Michigan like TVS. The suburb it was filmed in wasn’t just one suburb–they went all over Michigan to different suburbs so it’s all shot in different places.
The thing that I dislike about it was that it wasn’t specified that it was from the 70’s or something and it obviously wasn’t because the clothes were modern. But the essence of technology–you can’t just disregard that. Technology plays a huge role in our society today. It isn’t just this thing you can throw out. There’s a scene in which all the boys watch porn together. While that may happen (though I wouldn’t know obviously) it would happen on someone’s Mac and not on an old television set. Also irritating was how they could get away with smoking and drinking so easily (someone would be bound to find out in a suburb somehow) and how they could walk and bike everywhere (when in reality that’s usually not the case in smaller towns.) And out of all of the characters, there was one Person of Color (out of like, 25 people??) and no couples who weren’t straight. Now if this were in the 70’s (like IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN) then you could have done a closeted same sex couple but it wasn’t and that makes it hetero normative which is REALLY REALLY GETTING OLD. I know I sound really rigid right now, but little things like always bother me. They’re not hard to fix or hard to make.
I liked scenes like this in the film the best. The style is sort of like Sofia Coppola mixed with John Hughes, with the Sofia Coppola elements integrated in the focus of the small interactions between people (see above: moments in the grocery store, eying the guy across the pool, going on bikes with your best friend) and the John Hughes element more obvious in the film’s subjects, who were all teenagers (not one adult was ever present.) I did like these elements a lot and I think that it’s hard to make films like that without them being boring, but Myth is never boring because you always feel like that all these interactions are building up to something, something’s going to happen and it would be a shame not to know what it is.
The film is currently available on Netflix.
Random things: I am thinking (considering) getting a Polaroid camera for the holidays and then documenting my life in pictures (one picture per day) everyday of 2013 and then making a collage. I want to see if I like visual diaries or written ones better and this could be a fun experiment.