25th July 2008
This guy. This unbelievable guy. He makes massive waves with his self financed DIY movie. Becomes one of the hottest names in the industry and has options a plenty for his next move... What does he do? Makes a stoner comedy set in a shopping mall full of superhero jokes and still casts his mates.
And it bombs...
Mallrats is a folly for sure. It's almost impossible for anyone who isn't a white male born in the late 70's with a bit of a sic fi nerdy past to understand fully. It's chock full of smutty puns and in jokes and plays like a string of wordy skits strung together with Cheech and Chong out takes. And the acting is awful.
But don't let that put you off. Mallrats is perfect for repeat viewing. Dense with zingers, huge on dumb clever slapstick and for once frothy light weight fun from the generation that was defined by Slacker.
Kevin Smith is a fine writer, a very funny man and a stubborn auteur of his own genre. Chasing Amy has problems with seriousness, Dogma with Action and Jay And Silent Bob with not being Clerks II. Mallrats is in a league of it's own.