Heathers was one of the few really famous cult movies that I hadn't seen and saw it some months ago. And although the cult genre contains uncountable movies from all the genres you can imagine, the really famous, the ones that every cult fanatic loves and remembers, can in some way be counted and put down. Heathers is definitely one of the films that have a place in every cult movie list you can think of. And so I was taking myself for an imbecile due to the fact that I hadn't seen it. And so I put the film and the first half hour I was cursing myself for not pressing play to this movie ages ago. I was loving the movie. It had irony, darkness, satire, absurdity and a profound panache. It was all a cult movie junkie would ever dream of and more than that.
And there, half hour before the glorious finish, the film destroys everything that it had build with a fucking baseball bat. The film suddenly and without a reason turns incredibly banal, conservative and fucking Republican. Everything that you loved in that movie was proven to be a lie and an error that was about to be "fixed" near the end. The most interesting, rebellious and uncompromising element of the movie is been pictured as bad, dirty, ugly and an enemy to the main character. I really don't understand what happened in there and what the screenwriter, finally, was trying to say. I thought that he wanted to make a John Waters-like movie, but no he wanted to make a Hollywood movie that was about to make everything good, neat and nice in the end. I don't remember being so utterly disappointed by a movie in my life before and after Heathers. It took me to the moon and then to the fucking sewer. Unbelievable!
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