another Larry Clark film feels like the rest in my opinion good but not great love the minimal dialogue but a lot can get lost in the oversexual content. love the shots and love the built tension in some of the character dynamics. overall it is shot beautifully but it feels like another Larry Clark teenage boy fantasy.. which feel slighty creepy to say.
"The smell of us" is just a smell of the magnificence of "Kids". Is still looks for the bodies and for youth, but he lost completely the sense of doing it. Tweety year before, the camera was part of it, now is just a simple voyeur, forcing narratives for is on pleasure.
For me, a Masterpiece. I was absorbed totally by the movie, so deeply. And it has nothing to do with me on a personal level. Some parts, some seconds of this movie, are beautifully perfect. This is an instant masterpiece. And a reminder that I have to dig and explore more films by Larry Clark.
The smell, that sensorial physicality, is lost very early in the film, although the work with the adolescents is again magnificent as well the look towards their bodies. Yet, the rest, the small vain fictions and the too diegetically intentional sexual encounters, are a loss of expression as well as the changes of support, coarsely justified with the character of the boy who films, directly or figuratively. A mess.
Podría ser una secuela verdadera a "Kids", podría. Larry Clark logra captar la idea de la juventud pero es difícil plantarla en una realidad más allá del "se siente como". Conocí a muchos chicos así, pero nadie que fuera TAN punkvalemadresdiosestamuerto como ellos. Finalmente, Clark sigue conociendo la juventud a pesar de sus años. Es chavoruco y por eso se rifa. BONUS: Necesito ese box logo, hombre.
I don't speak much French, and I watched this with no subtitles, but I loved it anyway. As usual with Larry Clark, there is plenty of sex, violence, and skateboarding. This may be his most visually beautiful film! 2016: Re-watch, this time with subs. I can see why this film would be extremely repulsive to a lot of viewers. I still like it. Like KIDS(1995), it is simultaneously repulsive and beautiful.
No idea how to rate this film. It's mostly terrible, like everything Clark has done since at least Ken Park; filled with paper-thin characters, leering close-ups and pretentious cutaways, but at least there is some pretention there. Maybe. Or maybe even slightly forgiving this mess is auteurism gone bad. It made me hate myself for detesting it so incoherently, or for not detesting it enough. 2/5, likely downgrade.