There's no point to any of this. It's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know... a Quarter-Pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.
Ethan Hawke is my favorite actor of all time. This is the movie where he developed his on-screen persona as the "existential slacker" that he has carried through many other movies. To me, this is the perfect movie character: Good looking, a lot to say about everything, problems (but not really overwhelmed by them), and never ever a bore. Combine Hawke's artsy slacker with Wynona Rider's stressed-out genius, Janeane Garofalo's jaded "best-friend", Steve Zahn's closeted homosexual, and Ben Stiller's yuppie executive and you have the makings of one of the best coming-of-age stories of all time. The soundtrack to this movie is also outstanding with the introduction of the goddess that is Lisa Loeb and Ethan Hawke reviving the Violent Femmes.
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