Kaboom

Random sexual exploits for 70 minutes. Plot exposition for 16 minutes.

Gregg Araki coincided with the end of the 80s, grunge culture and the new queer. The Living End, Totally Fucked Up, and the brilliant The Doom Generation were filled with beautiful, cool and fatalistic outcasts with a quality of cheap, poorly edited porn. It was time and a place. In the new millenium Mysterious Skin gave us the same characters with a stunning sophistication and I was expecting more with Kaboom. But he regressed. If I was 20 again, would this film have had the same impact as his earlier films had on me? Would I have just like totally got Araki's artistic statement of sloppy film making without even thinking about it?

With us all lured to stay after the film with booze and food you can catch the vibe a movie has. It should be mandatory after even flick. Kaye Sera summed up the goods points for me: girl on girl action, boy on boy action and boy and girl on boy action. We all got that, yes? But on the whole most of us seemed to think it collapsed after that. Well there was one person who was arguing for Greg. But the final word at the after party was that when the man pushed the button it was just wrong.