Thursday, May 2, 2013

movie review: the perks of being a wallflower (2012)


http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1659337/?ref_=sr_1


saw the poster last year and it looked good, meant to watch it sooner, tonite worked around auburn area first half of shift which ended up becoming costly, at one point, after getting some polish guys from home depot kind of chain called bunnings here, went and got perks of being a wallflower from a dvd machine at woolworths for $3.50........... not much time to watch it though, between shifts right now, will have to split the viewing before and after sleepy time....also there was some scary lebanese looking heroine junky looking type panhandling by auburn station/taxi rank

maybe will tell your all dumb arses about my high schooling, that's 3 high schools in spain for a total of 5 months high schooling in spain and 4 high schools in australia where high school is a total of 6 years........ as you can imagine, where everyone says 'dean' instead of 'teen' like they do in australia, it's complicated to get everything just right

they're doing some lame scene in the movie with the dumb girl who at least doesn't like she's 25 and in high school like the players do in the breakfast club standing on the back of a ute (utility vehicle) probably that was malkovich's idea coz he's a faggot (like all 'thespians' he's untrue and confused, he can admit on paper that 'all the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players' but when it's time to play sycophantic fauning bitch for the scumbag lettermen + co and their homosexual lame questions like, 'when did you first start acting' (hint: real answer is when you were a fetus or when you were born) likes to pretend all kind of non-sensical constructs are real --- which is why it's hard to find good american movies, the anglo-white supremacy movement is so strong it poisons all genres deeply)

anyway, my first high school, a lot of kids there, we went to school together since kindergarten and such like.... some newbies came along at the start of grade 7 where high school started.......all kind of buddies were there and everyone was familiar -- everything was hunky dory but the year before i left the school, my folks finally bought a house instead of renting from govt. assisted communist housing.... i have no idea what my parents blew all their money on - they never had much - for a year i rode my bike to school, in the winter, around july-ish, the air was so biting cold on my knuckles on the rides to school, it seemed like a good idea to transfer schools as i would just have to walk a couple hundred yards...... it seemed like a new world to discover and who cared about losing old acquaintances, right? people are stupid anyway.......... although the kids at the first school were actually pretty cool

so i just changed schools, some kids came over at the same time, some maybe coz of my move, others just got expelled for being punks.........

at the 2nd high school some lebanese kid was wearing a pair of glasses that he'd stolen that didn't even correct his vision, he just wanted to look cool, i was initiated into the birds and the bees as he told me that his older brother offered him to have sex with his girlfriend and even let him watch as he stuck a buddy bottle of coke inside her reproductive organ

i dropped out of that school after a little more than a year and spent half a year depressed at home like a shut-in and then went to high school in spain........ i was a year too young for my grade anyway so a lost year was no big deal

after getting shuffled around by family a little in spain, attending a high school here and there, i ended up going to mariano jose de larra high school in aluche, madrid, for 5 months........ i dated a girl in my class a little then some american kids from new york came to our school for a couple of weeks and i started spending a bunch of time with one or two of them in particular and then had some outburst with my aunt and was sent packing to australia

i went to a senior high school after that which only had juniors and seniors, about 500 of each, that was a very cool high school, more like a university campus than a high school, we even had mature age students like age 50+ wearing their little school uniforms, a very cool school, i had a crush on a pakistani girl there and played alot of 3 on 3 basketball competitions during break times, i was fairly good at basketball

after finishing junior year i ended up going to rent an apartment with a buddy of mine that got into university a few hours north of sydney in newcastle so i just presented myself there to finish my last year of high school and finally get the shit over and done with --- my enormous absences at the junior year school was overlooked as transfer information was not shared, somehow i knew this would be the case without even asking anyone about it......... my last year of high school was a bunch of fun

low lights of high school was the 2nd high school in western sydney, by the time i dropped out i was pretty depressed about alot of stuff.... i went through a lot of anxiety and neurosis and worry as a high schooler, alot of it to do with sex........  everyone's freaking out about it and hormones are going out of control everywhere, my least stressful moment at a high school may have been at that 2nd high school when a classmate heather appeared to be pregnant, i asked her if she was and she said yeah and let me touch her uterus, it was 5 months pregnant, she was only 16..... i used to listen to van morrison alot at that school and shut stuff out a lot -- i went to one class so stoned on marijuana at that school one time, i don't even know how i got thru it, the whole class was talking about how stoned i was and all i could do was put my face on the table and pretend to be invisible - i threw a party at that school too - at my folks' home -- it was sick -- a shitload of people came over and got shitfaced.... i made out with some east timorese girl and some kids jumped in the swimming pool and someone threw a bar of soap in there for them, someone puked on my parents' floor...... my father never found out about it, he was out driving a cab making some extra money

anyway perks of being a wallflower gets 2 stars out of 5 from benji - God Bless Canada

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