Perks of Being a Wallflower
Perks of Being a Wallflower had everything a moderately decent teen movie should have. Bedrooms covered in Morrissey posters, a “Come On Eileen” dance number, mixed tapes, drugs, gay lovers, cameos of literature classically adored by teenagers (Catcher in the Rye, Great Gatsby, etc), fights in the name of friendship, Rocky Horror, Truth or Dare, and a vaguely indie soundtrack. It was undoubtedly easy to get wrapped into. But, although it touched on some heavy material, it never felt more than a teen pop movie.
I felt as though the main conflict with Charlie’s (Logan Lerman) depression was too underplayed. I didn’t feel Emma Watson did a very effective job getting into her character, which was disappointing because Emma Watson is a doll. I also thought it was weird how a ninth grader was helping a senior study for the SAT. As a senior myself, it just didn’t seem a likely occurrence. (But I suppose that’s something to take up with Stephen Chbosky and wasn’t actually a big deal.)
There were definitely some great things about the film, though. Firstly Ezra Miller.
EZRA. FUCKING. MILLER.
I saw him in Beware the Gonzo and couldn’t say I was impressed, but this time he completely stole my heart. He did such a beautiful job fulfilling his role. There were bits in the script that called for a little bit of stereotyping of gays in his character, but he seemed very careful not to overdo it.
I really appreciated Emma Watson’s character, Sam, despite my disappointment in her portrayal. I think Sam is a fantastic example of how an active female sexuality doesn’t have to be a bad thing. It never set her back and she was never disrespected for it. Chbosky definitely won my respect on that one.
I can’t say much else. It was a lovable movie, but it’s not something that’ll change a person’s life.
A fair 70/100 cats.
Really hip and angsty cats that listen to the Smiths and discuss analytically the social dynamics of their school while smoking a joint.