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Review by Dustin Putman
3½ stars out of 4
Say what you want about the state of cinema in 2004, thus far, but
the last few months have been enormously kind to teen comedies. Amazing,
too, that just when said genre seemed almost played out, gasping for
its last remaining breaths of life, a slew of highly perceptive, sharp-witted
features would all be released within the same month or two. Movies
that were not only intelligent and genuinely laugh-out-loud funny
and an accurate comment on some form of the high school experience,
but also original. The unfortunately overlooked "The Girl Next Door"
was emphatic and vibrant enough to stand as one of the best teen films
of the last decade. "13 Going on 30" was little more than bubblegum
entertainment, but had enough real moments to make an impact. And
the upcoming "Saved!" is a wonderfully written and acted satire, an
ode to John Hughes with a Christian high school spin.
Now we have "Mean Girls," a motion picture infinitely more adept,
savvy, and intoxicating than its by-the-book marketing wo uld have
you believe. Much of the credit can wholeheartedly go to "Saturday
Night Live" writer-actress Tina Fey, who has used the unlikely source
material of a non-fiction book by Rosalind Wiseman called "Queen Bees
and Wannabes: Helping Your Daughter Survive Cliques, Gossip, Boyfriends,
and Other Realities of Adolescence" to adapt into her feature film
debut. Fey has keyed into the memory of her own teenage years to
create a movie that digs deeply and with precision into the inner
workings of a typical high school experience, and she does it all
with a good-hearted, non-condescending message and her own brand of
remarkably biting comic zingers. This quirky mix of opposites—light
and black comedy, zaniness and touching authenticity, broad topics
and bewitching satire—come together to make "Mean Girls" one of the
better films so far this year.
Cady Heron (Lindsay Lohan) may be 16-years-old, but having just moved
back to the U.S. after living and being home-schooled in Africa all
her life, the experience of attending a public school is foreign to
her. Her first day is a disaster, as she does not have the first idea
how her classmates interact with each other based on their place in
the popularity stratosphere, and she ends up eating lunch quietly
in a bathroom stall. Cady's second day is a little better, however,
when she is befriended by the semi-goth Janis Ian (Lizzy Caplan) and
openly gay Damian (Daniel Franzese), and they give her a tour of the
school's different groups.
Janis despises no one more than Regina George (Rachel McAdams), the
stuck-up queen bee of the Plastics—materialistic teen royalty whom
everyone loves to hate. When Regina and her two minions, the insecure
Gretchen Weiners (Lacey Chabert) and supremely ditzy Karen Smith (Amanda
Seyfried), invite Cady to join their exclusive club, Janis sees it
as the perfect way for an outsider to get dirt on them and sabotage
their faux-happy existence. Cady is only too happy to go along with
Janis' plan when she sees what a vicious backstabber Regina can be.
The longer she hangs out with the Plastics, however, Cady sees herself
slowly turning into them, the very type of person she can't stand.
Directed at a knowing, zippy clip by Mark S. Waters (2003's "Freaky
Friday"), "Mean Girl" is a smashing satire surprisingly knowledgeable
about the what's, how's, and why's of teenage life. In its seeming
exaggerations that, when you stop to think about them, aren't very
exaggerated at all, the film recalls 1999's brilliant "Election" and
1989's "Heathers," and, to a lesser but still notable extent, 1995's
"Clueless." It is in all of its sly, little details that a lesser,
more conventional teen comedy would ignore, pebbles of truth that
make you nod in recognition that, yes, that's exactly how it was when
you were in high school. The way the lunch cafeteria is broken down
into unspoken quadrants, and one is not to even attempt to sit at
a table where he or she clearly doesn't belong. The way kids interact
with each other, involved in gossip and secrets that, of course, they
can never keep to themselves. The way Cady's math teacher, the quietly
lonely Ms. Norbury (Tina Fey), happens to see Cady and her friends
at the mall after getting off her shift as a bartender. Ms. Norbury
is down-to-earth enough, and makes a valiant attempt to strike up
a conversation with the girls, but they look at her as if she were
from another planet. High school teachers, after all, are not supposed
to have lives outside of class.
The comedy, meanwhile, is tart and deliciously unexpected, relying
on humor found in the dialogue over the usual more physical angle
(although there is some of that also). Very little is of the throwaway
variety because Tina Fey's screenplay is more concerned with ideas
and smarts over cheap laughs. Fib bing about some part of yourself
in order to get someone to like you, sacrificing something you love
to do in order to not be looked upon negatively, wishing you were
someone else while also hating them, dealing with a generally clueless
principal (Tim Meadows)—they're all here, true-to-life experiences
both big and small that anyone who has ever been a teenager can attest to.
The final thirty minutes take a decidedly more serious turn, even
with a stream of laugh-inducing moments continuing, and by this point
the film has earned the right to slow things down and narrow in on
Cady's transformation from a naïve girl into a wiser young woman.
When the school's female population run out of control after xerox's
of a hateful book of put-down's featuring them is released in the
hallways, Ms. Norbury calls for an intervention in which each of them
must apologize for something they have said or done to another student.
The tone of the sequence, and the love and care and since rity put
into it, holds a kind of incendiary beauty. The same could be said
about the climax at the spring dance, which goes a different route
from the average prom finale, and a lovely final sequence that proves
kids are more intelligent than some might think, with even the most
hopeless cases having the power to change for the better.
For Lindsay Lohan (2004's "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen"),
her nuanced, three-dimensional turn as Cady is the stepping stone
she needs to show that she is capable of much more than just being
likable and sweet in family-oriented features. The journey Cady takes
throughout her junior school year is a complex one, as she makes some
awful mistakes before gaining the insight needed to become a better
person, and Lohan is up to the challenge every step of the way. The
whole cast, in fact, is without fault. As the Plastics, Rachel McAdams
(2002's "The Hot Chick"), Lacey Chabert (TV's "Party of Five" and
2002's "Daddy Day Care"), and newcomer Amanda Seyfried bypass the
easy route of playing their parts as irredeemable caricatures; they
feel like real teenage girls who can be nasty, but not insufferably
so, and there is more depth to them than at first meets the eye.
As Cady's outsider friends Janis and Damian, Lizzy Caplan (2002's
"Orange County") and Daniel Franzese (2001's "Bully") are infectious
scene-stealers. Even Regina's ex-boyfriend, Aaron, whom Cady has eyes
for, is played by Jonathan Bennett as a nice guy who is annoyed by
the Plastics as much as everyone else is. "Saturday Night Live" members
from the past and present fill out the memorable adult roles. Tina
Fey is delightfully on-target as Ms. Norbury; Tim Meadows (2000's
"The Ladies Man") is Principal Duvall; Amy Poehler (2004's "Envy")
is funny as Regina's overly involved young mother, who attempts to
blend herself into her daughter's pack; and Ana Gasteyer (2000's "What
Women Want") is Cady's increasingly frazzled mom.
Fast-paced and never less than wholly engaging, "Mean Girls" has been
deceptively marketed in its trailer and TV ads as a bubbly, commonplace
teen comedy when nothing could be further from the truth. The plot
trajectory has a mind to its madness, and the film itself has a distinct
voice and rich ideas to go along with its sillier moments of comedy.
Amidst it all is Cady, a protagonist that gains our sympathies and
whom we always like, even when she finds herself straying off the
right path. Rooting for her to regain her footing is only part of
the fun. "Mean Girls" is faithful to its title but is so much deeper
than that, a splendidly affecting, one-of-a-kind gem with real crossover
potential. It could be a new classic in the teen genre.
Copyright © 2004 Dustin Putman
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