In the over-stereotyped, suburban American, 1950's
life-style, Megan is a cheerleader who doesn't enjoy
kissing her handsome jock boyfriend. The camera peeps
in through the windshield as these two make out in
the car: the boyfriend's tongue flopping around like
the tail of some decked fish, while Megan's eyes,
wide open and fluttering in all directions, search
for something interesting to take her mind off what
her mouth is doing. It's hilarious.
Soon enough, her God-fearing, homophobic parents,
confront her with their scariest suspicions, "Our
daughter's a lesbian!"
An obedient child and by now quite confused, Megan
agrees to board at a countryside "Heterosexual
School" with a newly recruited small group of teen
lesbians and gay boys that are in for a "Mr. and Mrs.
Cleaver" lesson in how to be straight. Guys are
taught to work on car engines and girls in pink,
learn to scrub stains from burnt pots and pans. And
though this simplistic/comedic angle on the gay issue
has been played powerless already, the edgy dialogue
keeps the film fresh, lively and light.
On the phone to her parents, Megan reports, "You
were right, I am a homosexual, but I'll be regular
soon." Then in defending her favorite pastime she
says to Graham (the tomboy dorm mate she is trying
not to find attractive), "Okay, maybe cheers aren't
intellectual, but they make people feel good." Graham
snaps back, "No, cheers make people do stupid
cartwheels, orgasms make people feel good!" Kudos to
the acting talent of both Natasha Lyonne and Clea
DuVall.
The art directors have painted each room of this
large country house its own special color, with an
exterior of pink giving the whole scenario a
purposefully ridiculousness, cartoony feel. However,
the music, intentionally rinky-dink, adds little.
Though surreal and silly, the film is not afraid
to say or do the taboo, so, if girls kissing each
other on the lips makes you squint your eyes and feel
nauseous then you ought to be forewarned. In fact,
these scenes are done tenderly.
The look of the film is somewhat over-exposed and
technically just barely short of the mark with an
embarrassingly poorly cut scene just prior to the
climax. Still, it's wacky fun, and spiced with loose
lips and one-liners that'll more often than not crack
up the crowd.
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