|Confessions of Teenage Drama Queen
||[Feb. 21st, 2004|06:52 pm]
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Lindsey Lohan is the Kurt Russell or the Annette Funicello of the new millennium. She's done three Disney movies thus far...and none for anyone else. Hm...
Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen is a great title for a movie...too bad the movie doesn't live up to that title. It's cute enough, and it's pleasant, and at times quite clever...It's the tale of a New Yorker unceremoniously dragged to the suburban hell of New Jersey (again!) There's the evil rich bitch, the plain but stalwart best friend, and the kooky heroine...but it's no Clueless. Carol Kane steals what there is to steal as a stuck-in-the-Fifties drama teacher. There's the silliness of Lola telling her friends her father died in a motorcycling accident when the truth - that he's written a slew of famous children's books - is far more glam. There's the rockstar crush and the patient boy-next-door. There's the play-within-a-play of the big High School production. But these Disney movies are starting to all look alike; case in point: in this film, Lindsey Lohan's character is threatened with having her bedroom door taken off its hinges...which actually happened to her character in Freaky Friday.
Whatever. It's cute. It's not too stupid. It's got some snarky one-liners, and the orchestra during the modern version of "Pygmalion" consisting entirely of students playing iBooks is a pretty sharp sight gag...but it's just that, and not a lot more.
Which isn't to say I didn't like it, because I did. I liked it quite a lot. It's just not exactly what you'd call deeply intellectual.