Thursday, October 30, 2014

May

(2002)
**** 1/2

May is an awkward 20-something girl.  When growing up, her prim & perfect mother decided to cover up May's lazy eye with an eye-patch.  May had trouble making friends, and so her mother made her best friend an old doll in a glass case that May wasn't allowed to remove. 

So, May grows up and is a peculiar, awkward vet assistant who desperately wants to date a neighborhood mechanic.  Despite some ill-fated attempts at meeting him, the mechanic really does get interested in May.  Unfortunately, May makes one too many mistakes, and alienates the mechanic.  Her rebounding decisions get worse and worse.

This was a great movie that violated the standard, picked on girl gets revenge/Carrie-esque type of film.  There are so many movies where all the characters have flaws and are essentially horrible people.  Horror movies especially use these types as kill fodder.  But May is very likable, and the supporting cast is all very likable.  There's nobody throwing tampons at her in the shower or any other detestable act.  Zero pipe in the ass factor here.  We actually do feel bad when the body count rises, and the ending is really quite sad.  Very surprising one here.  I take a half-star off because even though it's only 12 years old, it feels very dated.  From the soundtrack, wardrobe, etc., this movie takes you back. 

7 comments:

AC said...

Sounds liKe a real quality pick!

Catfreeek said...

I love this film, it's got a certain charm to it. Nice review.

Johnny Sweatpants said...

I remember really digging this movie but forgot all about it (and don't remember how it culminates).

JPX said...

Wow, I remember really liking this movie but I didn't recall a thing about it until I read your excellent review!

DCD said...

Sounds interesting - and clearly many of the thonners have enjoyed it.

Crystal Math said...

I had to wear an eyepatch in kindergarten and HATED it!

Octopunk said...

Somehow I've never seen this one but I've always felt like I should. Good review, Trevor.