Thirteen
Ok just because two girls kiss in a movie does not make it a lesbian movie. But just because it's billed as a lesbian movie it will be bad...or so it seems. This movie was bad. The cinema verite style shaky camera shit drove me nuts. I felt like I was watching some whacked version of "Kids" in one those rides at Universal Studios. The message in this movie seems to be if you wear Paul Frank clothing you're a dork but at least not a drug addicted shoplifting bisexual teenage slut. This movie was co-written by a kid and definitely reflects her teenage attention span to such things as plot and character development. If you want to see this movie just because you heard two girls make out in it, then you deserve to sit through this schlock, that's the the reason I went to see it.
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