A fine example of democratic cinema. It isn't a documentary, but it is an historical fiction that captures the demise of the American working class under the Reagan regime as witnessed through the lens of the youth whose parents ushered it in. Not at all surprising that Kevin Smith (like the lost generation he belongs to), wasn't able to produce anything of worth after this zombie-hatchet to the skull.
Kevin Smith's rudimentary but raw jaunt through Generation X dissatisfaction and apathy leaps with boundless charm and gloriously wicked streams of profanity. While the hat of writer has always fit him better than the director's chair, his first movie is still one of his best, if not the best in terms of nailing the struggle to rise above the doldrums of safe mundanity.
there were some funny moments and, surprisingly, some pretty solid discussion on self-actualization. i feel like the movie is somewhat of a mirror to a lot of people. i mean, heck, it made me reminisce a lot about when i worked at a movie theater. but although the offensive jokes and shock humor is as common in these environments in real life as they are in the movie, i didn't enjoy it then and i don't enjoy it now.
Some memorable lines yes, but highly overrated. This isn't as influential as some would suggest, much like the film's director. Of whom I've been disappointed in that he's never got out of the very narrow film nerd, Star Wars loving, would-be jock world that's presented here. Much like Tarantino in that the shortcoming is not one of style but imagination.
This movie was great, that is to say I didn't strain to get through it. As extravagant as Dante's day was it is extremely relatable, one this doesn't work out, then another, and another and then before you know it life takes you a twisted ride and who knows where you'll land. All while trying to figure out what's really going on in your own head.
An absolute classic indie film. It blends humor and everyday interactions seamlessly together. Through simple scenes, meaning slowly arises for Dante, the main character, creating a brilliantly deep message that allows for endless rewatch potential. The ability of this film to transcend genres and convey the struggles of Dante in this purgatory makes it something so much greater than a great comedy. Which it also is.
Whatever's happened to Kevin Smith in the last 15 years—bland studio comedies, misjudged horror movies, a truly bizarre crusade against press screenings—his debut lived up to the hype and more, with a fresh mixture of dirty jokes, wit, and observation. Predating Apatow, its enduring comedy is not raunch but character—Clerks' microcosm is as humanly drawn as that of any natural writer. And he did it on $28,000.
I have such a soft spot for this film. Dare I say, but this is an essential film. One that everyone growing up, watching movies should see. Is it the most artistic? No. The most dynamic in terms of acting, cinematography or writing? No. But everyone still has to watch it. It's charm and earnestness to make something funny is why this film still matters to me.
Here is another example of a director who makes a great first film, and then just pisses it all away. It's 2010 and he didn't even bother to learn the craft and ends up making a fool out of himself when he's dealing with actors who are professionals and know their craft. It's just lazy.