TS has everything planned for the trip to Universal studios in Florida where he presumably asked Brandi's hand , his girlfriend. Just as the robotic shark spilgberiano popular water jump with their jaws open. One of the most romantic ideas I've heard in my life. However, Brandi can not fulfill its commitment, it has to replace the girl participating in the competition that his father directed TV that afternoon. The original participant died last night doing laps in the pool. A TS occurred to him to comment that the TV cameras fat ten kilos and, apparently, the poor suffered from a terrible weight problem in childhood. Of course, TS does not make no fucking grace that the father of his girlfriend off the hook and disrupt their expected weekend in Florida. Brandi, tired of selfishness TS, decides to send him to hell. Poor TS, no trip to Florida and no girlfriend.
The problem with René Brodie, her partner, is totally different. Brodie is, quite simply, the opposite of the romance. Do not think of anything else in comics, video games and scratch his belly. Many of you will wonder what's wrong with that. Well friends, I tell you one thing ... most of the girls do not like. Sometimes, they like to do things more than girls. So Brodie, like his best friend TS, stays broken that morning, without girlfriend and a list of reasons far from encouraging where René explains the reasons for its decision. A male goat no Brodie amused that he attack his masculinity.
Once the two together can not think of anything else to spend the day in the temple of leisure and pleasure, the mall. They are Mallrats, mall rats. Teen unmotivated, lazy and nothing better to do than go around touching the balls of those who nearly spend as much time at the mall like them, those who work there. In an unforgettable evening, a couple of players try to straighten out their romantic relationships in preferred leisure destination by Western adolescent. The mall, the social center, a temple of consumerism, where you can buy a comic book, something to eat, going to movies, attend a live TV program or, without more, spend the afternoon with your fellow pigeon pea.
Mallrats was the second film by Kevin Smith and that factor was one of the biggest problems that was the first studio film director these days monograph in 2073 . After Clerks, American indie cinema milestone of 90, critics and fans expected to see in the Pulp Fiction Mallrats of Kevin Smith. Unlike that their classmate Tarantino for Smith his second film was a stumble in his career. For Mallrats is basically fun, jokes puzzle set in the mall, fun teacher pillar of Yankee girl. A desktop film or night with nothing better to do to throw a laugh in the company of colleagues and, if any, of any doping substance. Mallrats is essentially a cinematic monument to the kind of characters he portrays. A film without any ambition. Or with the sole ambition of making people laugh (which already has merit if it is achieved).
Production Universal studies was the other big problem that Smith had to deal. The director had never worked with the demands of a production, on the other hand, was willing to invest six million dollars in the project (250 times the budget of his self-produced Clerks). To "try to reach as many people as possible," Smith had to reduce the number of fucks and lower the tone of impropriety that surrounded the script. In addition to fighting tooth and nail to retain the involvement of his friend and artistic partner Jason Mewes (Jay of Jay and Silent Bob). Universal did not understand the need to get a chum without credentials far from politically correct. Smith had to pay allowances to his colleague until the producer finally relenting. His audience would never have understood that he had replaced his "better half hetero" by any other actor.
The film was a flop. His first night was screened in 650 theaters and billed $ 450,000 . The diagnosis was a total loss.
tribute to the wonderful presentation covers of comic book superheroes, the participation of the brilliant and completely unknown at the time Jason Lee or funny tribute to end of American Graffiti at the rate of of Weezer Susanne are some of the most favorable in that I can think for those who saw the movie and felt a pain. A server was quite the thing he finds grace and quite educational. Among other things, teaches us how uncomfortable it is to fuck in the back of a Volkswagen . Also, in my opinion, the script works perfectly for what purports to be: a funny teen movie. Are the good, the bad, the colleagues of the good, the girls, setting, and the typical characters who seem interchangeable, but they play a role important in the outcome. As stated by Mr. Horrorscope in the comments first post on the films of Kevin Smith, the movie will soon, if not, outdated, but I do not think that I'm tired of seeing her. By the way, I am not able to see the fucking sailboat.
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