While there seems to always be a level of controversy and hystrria surrounding Larry Clark films, BULLY didn't match that hype for me the way KIDS did. There are random character contradictions with the characters or their families that don't mesh, the family brunch scene being the prime example. Regardless, BULLY is bold and unhinged. It's refreshingly brutal and is a prime example of what would never be made today.
Actors, direction, nothing to say. But the real events occured & depicted are so unhealthy & these youngsters so profoundly stupid, that suddenly the film becomes as interesting as opening the lid of a garbage can. === Les acteurs, la réalisation, rien à dire, mais le fait-divers est tellement malsain & ces jeunes tellement débiles, du coup le film est aussi intéressant que de soulever le couvercle d'une poubelle.
I got this DVD after watching (and loving) Kids (also by Clark). This is a hard movie to watch - brutal and vicious. But both the violence and sexuality felt a bit gratuitous to me, like they were props. Given the nature of the violence, and the clear attempt to be edgy, I felt the narrative was too tightly structured. There was a predictability in the arc that undermined the ability to provoke.
American youth and violence never seem to not be topical. The inherently queer anxieties this film is rife with, however, appear so bizarre knowing when this was made, especially in terms of then-contemporary American political discourse. The soundtrack is also really good.
***1/2. I'm not American but I can understand the uneasiness of the local audience during a screening of Bully. How such a wealthy and modern nation can produce such rotten heirs? Seems that Decadence is already at work after only 250 years of moral prevalence. Larry Clark should be censored at the very least so that people could still consider Florida as the home of theme parks and oranges. Highly recommended.
That sticky sinking feeling. A porny fever dream of teens gone wild. Completely unwholesome and not very likable, but singularly focused in its melodramatic evocation of adolescent fucked up-ness. I might have found it palatable had I watched it alongside Beavis and Butthead. "Eat his heart, Derick." The squalid dystopia redeemed by Korine's later neon utopia 'Spring Breakers'.