What a terribly unfunny, poorly paced, completely uninspired piece of coming of age trash that encourages negative stereotypes of African Americans and Hispanic Americans.
How the filmmakers could blow $25,000 shooting this on 35mm is beyond me.
The only saving grace of this film is the fluid camera work of Eric Gustavo Petersen. His photography, especially in the locker room and some of the exterior dolly and crane shots, raise this film's production value immeasurably.
If this got into any festivals, or this is getting the director further work, it's only more proof of our industry embracing mediocrity.
How the filmmakers could blow $25,000 shooting this on 35mm is beyond me.
The only saving grace of this film is the fluid camera work of Eric Gustavo Petersen. His photography, especially in the locker room and some of the exterior dolly and crane shots, raise this film's production value immeasurably.
If this got into any festivals, or this is getting the director further work, it's only more proof of our industry embracing mediocrity.