Heathers ★★★★

Most casual viewers would recall John Hughes' coming-of-age stories, the sex-comedy Porky's or the hangout days in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. But above them all stood a revengeful, satirically anti-suicide black comedy which subverted American teen society with its cynical eyes. This is the definitive high school film. It is hilariously nasty, ahead of its time and still relevant. Any movie which misleads a classmate that liquid drainer is a cure for a hangover is fantastically cruel and I love it!

More contemporarily, it sheds a realization on how today's media would portray a stone-cold killer in school. In the wake of post-Columbine and Georgia Tech, the pitch-black comedy would not fly by our modern standards at all. At the same time, it also revolutionizes many popular perceptions which is always fun to see.

"God, they're not gonna expel him, they'll just suspend him for a week or something."
"He used a real gun, they should throw his ass in jail."
"He used blanks. all he did was ruin two pairs of pants, maybe not even that... can you bleach out urine stains?"

Let's go to the beginning. From the very first scene, there's a sour taste of what Heathers may offer as despicable croquet playing queen bees chew the scenery at Westerberg High. Peer group peril is escalating and the trendsetters have formed a social clique that allows nobody else to stand a chance. This is a bloody mean movie which uses the timeless stereotypes of jocks, geeks, blonde bimbo leaders and an outcast to be infected with blackmail and murder.

Winona Ryder's Veronica Sawyer is fed up with the "swatch dogs", "diet coke heads" and labels around her. She decides to challenge the self-appointed divas of the school scene, the Heathers, with the aid of rebellious newcomer Jason Dean (Christian Slater) - a wonderfully balanced performance of crazy sociopath and downbeat swagger.

More sophisticated kids of today would certainly "get"Heathers as I feel a lot of teenagers had an uncertain stance on this film over 20 years ago. Its razor sharp screenplay offers endlessly quotable dialogue, from the corny lingo to a malicious sense of humor. I do feel that there are instances within the comedy which rely heavily on how characters interact - not the progression of its plot - as a minor shortcoming. Some of the dramatic juxtaposition towards the end doesn't gel completely, because so much brilliant comedy proceeds that. But that's all, really. It's a difficult task to keep both genres on board. After seeing many high school movies and that includes the brutal cult Class of 1984, it's about time I saw Heathers and as it finished, was left more than satisfied.

Bulimia is so '87 and fuck me gently with a chainsaw.