S.F.W.

Wuchak

**_Foul satire about meaninglessness and the cult of celebrity_** This was shot in Oct-Nov 1993 when Kurt Cobain & grunge were still fresh and at the height of popularity. Indeed, the protagonist played by Stephen Dorff is reminiscent of Cobain, not to mention the director wanted Nirvana songs on the soundtrack, particularly “All Our Apologies.” While he wasn’t able to secure it due to Kurt’s suicide, he was able to acquire "Teenage Whore" by his widow and her band Hole. Meanwhile references to Soundgarden are all over the place, including the opening credit’s song “Jesus Christ Pose.” The story revolves around a charismatic 20 years-old (Dorff) suddenly discovering fame after a long hostage situation. He finds it curious as he spouts his nihilistic attitude, cussing every sentence while drinking beer & smoking with his friends. Reese Witherspoon costars, yet her role is relatively peripheral. She was 17 during shooting and wouldn’t really breakout in the biz for another seven years with “Legally Blonde.” The soundtrack is full of pizzazz, well reflecting the early 90s, and I liked the commentary on media sensationalism with the short-term attention span of public consciousness. It doesn’t matter if the message is “nothing matters” or “everything matters,” it will be exploited until the next big thing comes around, reflecting the shallowness of modern culture. I get that it’s a serio-comedy, but the flick is an offense to those who came-of-age at the time. Exhibit A is Cliff trashing his bedroom at his parent’s house for no ostensible reason while a hard rock song blares. The director wanted viewers to respond, “Dude, that’s so cool!” yet I only felt contempt for the disrespectful piece of sheet. At the end of the day “SFW” tries too hard to be a wannabe edgy cult flick whereas I mostly lamented the decline of Western Civilization. It runs 1h 36m and was shot in the Los Angeles area, including San Fernando. GRADE: C-