After a few days of having watched it this one has grown on me to the top, a lot of spontaneous moments have turned into memories. Many secondaries glow to the point I've IDMB'ed them. I love the girls: they all show character and none is a man-trophy. Close to the end, some lines wipe off any accusation of nostalgia. The next scene makes clear it's all about the bonds. I found it smarter, rougher than Lucas' film.
It creates a reflection of reality with its naturalistic approach and improvised storytelling while also reaches to what could be the heart of Saturday night in a perfect setting of the mid 70s. And there's no need for powerhouse performances when there's a group of characters that are varied and strong enough to evoke memories of conversations and people that may never happened, wrapped in an everlasting nostalgia.
A stoner anthem that resonates in you nerve endings. The simplest way to describe this movie is that it feels alive. The movement, physical and verbal, flow and make the viewer truly apart of the journey. Nothing happens but that is what the point is. It feels like life with a kick ass soundtrack and existential banter. A sonnet to teenage boredom.