PUMPKIN is in a rare class of films that fails on nearly every single level for the first 99% of their running time, only to deliver such an unexpected, brilliant closing minute that almost makes the tedium of sitting through the proceeding–in this case 112–minutes a worthy sacrifice. Almost.
One of the great, appallingly misunderstood comedies of the modern age. This may be because it is satire so raw, so pure that it likely went over the heads of many critics at the time. It may also be because the movie takes no prisoners, and isn't afraid to pole vault over the line between political correctness and the taboo realm of our society. It is able to say the most brutally honest things.
Great soundtrack, but it seems to try too hard tobe like shocking like a John Waters film that doesn't know it's supposed tobe in on the joke. Though has ambitions of being sort of a mainstream romance with a indie twist. it ends up all over the place