Is high school today really this treasonous? All I can remember is getting sidelined
for wearing a Plasmatics T-shirt with a too-fleshy Wendy O. Williams on it. That
and the occasional parking-lot fisticuffs with Joe Tough Guy. Granted, the cliques
have always been in place, enforced, and as inescapable as the pre-date zit forming
like a hellish bullseye dead square on your panicky forehead, but newcomer Stein's
vision of life among the quick, dead, and gorgeous plays like GoodFellas meets Pygmalion
meets Heathers. That's all peachy keen until you suddenly realize Jawbreaker has
all the heart and soul of last week's mystery loaf (a dish that made the weekly rounds
at my alma mater, sadly). And like that unidentifiable bovine by-product, the film
is a chilly, messy anti-treat, sweet on the outside, sickly on the in. It's Heathers
without the wry wit, Blackboard Jungle sans the fun, Very Bad Things with more ick.
Like the high school it so ably portrays, it's a nasty piece of business, calculating,
coolly efficient, and deeply pessimistic on levels to which even I don't usually
go. (On the plus side, it does have a helluva cast.) Former Gregg Araki stablemate
and Marilyn Manson paramour Rose McGowan plays Courtney Shayne, the leader of Reagan
High's beautiful people. Along with sidewinder fillies Julie (Gayheart), Marcie (Benz),
and Liz (Roldan), she embodies school-time's fleshy excess. When Courtney and her
friends jokingly kidnap good-girl Liz on her birthday, they accidentally asphyxiate
her (with the titular jawbreaker), sending the glam crew into a frenzy of guilt,
doubt, and Nietzchean ballistics. Adding insult to homicide, class wallflower Fern
Mayo (Greer) spots the clean-up action, and fearing for her life, submits to a makeover
and the chance to "replace" the still-sultry Liz. From here on out it's
a battle of egos, with the newly popular Fern ditching that tired moniker for the
more avant-stupid "Violette" and running amok, a Frankensteinian Sandy
from Grease III: The Hellion. There are some surprises amongst the muck: Teen punk
quartet the Donnas appear as themselves, Pam Grier makes a one-note cameo as a hard-boiled
investigating detective (even in a tired cameo like this she devours the screen),
and Carrie alumni Soles and Katt give it their all. No pig's blood, though it is
alluded to. Which brings us to Marilyn Manson's acting debut. All eleven seconds
of it. Spooky Kids expecting the second coming of Anton LaVey will be disappointed
by the cadaverous one's brief -- albeit oozily creepified -- performance as one of
McGowan's slimy, mustachioed accomplices. Of course the big question is does Jawbreaker
live up to its direct antecedent, Michael Lehmann's Heathers. The answer? In your
dreams, Veronica.
--Marc Savlov
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