Scott Campbell4
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joined Jan 2005
First off, fair warning: I’m about to drop some major spoilers here. If you haven't seen the movie yet but are planning to, just skip this post now.
You asked me exactly what I didn't like, but I haven't actually specified any of that yet...
Tip opens his closet and there's at least a hundred bottles of antidepressants and God knows what else... okay, thanks, I'm not an idiot. It’s exactly like that scene in The Ring where the phone rings, someone picks up, and then they just hang up on you. In The Ring, she answers and a voice just says, "Seven days..." and clicks off. So thanks for that. Otherwise, I'd actually be sitting here wondering who called and why.
So, he meets this girl in a waiting room who’s hiding her epilepsy because she’s young, insecure, and emotionally unstable—just like him. Then, somehow, the music coming from her headphones "reveals the world" to him, and suddenly he realizes they're soulmates. He decides to give her a ride home on his motorcycle and actually pulls over at a crosswalk just to let a line of kids holding hands pass by (seriously, I don't think I've seen such shallow, pathetic sentimentality in ages). On the way, he swings by his buddy's place—this guy bought a massive mansion out of pure spite, just another emotionally unstable wreck who has no idea what to do with himself. Same goes for his other friend, so naturally, they all just sit around getting high. And then what? People like this exist in my neighborhood, they exist in yours. They're in every single city in every single country on Earth.
Even if the movie was just about that, it would still just be one more in a billion movies on the subject. What, are we saying Trainspotting, A Clockwork Orange, or Requiem for a Dream are all trash? It’s not about that. The whole point is seeing those losers in Garden State chasing highs just because they're bored... kind of like something out of Brave New World... LOL.
If I made a movie about a guy eating a breakfast sandwich, sitting through some lectures, meeting a girl in the afternoon, and knocking back three beers at night—and then tried to market it as this profound masterpiece—would you tell me, "Hey, this is incredible! It’s so moving because it captures the everyday life I see around me. That part where he gave up his seat for an old lady on the subway was beautiful; it’s truly a film about humanity and love"? Or would you just tell me it isn't worth watching?
Let's get back to the antidepressants. At the end of the movie, he stops taking them just so he can actually start feeling things again. He even reconciles with his dad—even though they weren't even fighting—but that’s just standard sentimental fluff added to make it "emotional." It’s cliché, shallow, and honestly pathetic. The absolute peak of those three descriptors is when the girl starts crying over her chips while he’s sitting there unable to cry because of his mom. When I saw that, I didn't even hit pause on the player, so it's no wonder I ended up watching until the credits rolled.
That scene where she pushes him to do something truly original because his specific brand of chaos is something nobody can ever replicate... man, that hits. It’s great. But look, if I wanted to sit around watching *Beverly Hills*, *Melrose Place*, or *Friends*, I wouldn't be picking out a massive, "larger-than-life" epic. Grow up. Just sell the movie to whoever wants it—send it to the local high schools for their screenings and call it a day.
In the end, he gives up on flying and just goes back to being in her arms because they’re supposedly "two weirdos made for each other" or whatever. So, what am I supposed to do now? Break out in tears? Go apologize to my mom because I told her ten years ago that her homemade pie was garbage? Apologize to my dad for breaking his screwdriver? Or go make up with my ex who drove me absolutely insane?
Honestly, that kind of pathetic, propaganda-heavy melodrama is exactly why I skip most American blockbusters. But if it’s packed with 50% more clichés than your average Hollywood movie, how can anyone call this "non-Hollywood"? It just doesn't add up.
I could just go on forever listing all the details—like how his mother ended up totally broken, her friend who made him that shirt, or that idiot working at the grocery store trying to get sucked into some telemarketing scam... but I’ll stop there. Reading a massive wall of text like that would just be boring.
Sure, there are bright spots here and there, but they’re so rare and insignificant that they aren't enough to save the movie. It just isn't worth the watch.
There you go.
By the way, the soundtrack is solid. I actually dig the music, but honestly? For a movie this shallow and pathetic, I could probably whip up a decent score myself in about two minutes and call it a day.
If I listed bands like The Verve, Radiohead, Stereophonics, Coldplay, U2, Oasis, or Travis, you’d probably just turn around and tell me again that it's top-tier stuff. You always say it's a serious science.