Given that most film studios have multimillion-dollar marketing budgets with which to target 18- to 25-year-olds, it's astonishing how little they seem to know about the everyday life of those they're supposed to be courting. Drew Barrymore has never been kissed? Please. Rachel Leigh Cook undatable until Freddie Prinze Jr. fixes her up? In which universe? The aforementioned stars all look pretty enough, which may be what sells tickets, but it's hard for the average joe to relate.
Doug Liman had already bucked the youth-movie trends once with Swingers (1996), which, despite the good looks of Vince Vaughn, painted a believable picture of young men looking for love. One of these (Vaughn) had a slickness that belied the emptiness of his life, and the other (Jon Favreau) was sufficiently introverted and good-looking in an ordinary kind of way so as to believably not have a social life. But Liman's second movie, Go (1999), released at the beginning of a youth-movie explosion, missed the boat. Promising to do for rave culture what Swingers did for the cocktail scene, it poorly aped the story structure of Pulp Fiction and featured a cast of such glamorous beauties as Katie Holmes, Sarah Polley and Scott Wolf. Ravers hoping for a sharply written film they could relate to were let down.
But don't despair, you late-night ravers. There is hope in the form of Human Traffic. Written and directed by 25-year-old Welsh filmmaker Justin Kerrigan, this is a sharp, witty and fast-paced look at the rave life. What it lacks in story -- kids have terrible jobs, weekend comes, kids seek party, kids find party, kids recover from party -- it makes up for with clever dialogue and amusing Walter Mitty-esque literal re-enactments that show the characters' thought processes. Employees at a fast-food restaurant start to move like robots; store employees who complain that big business is screwing them are then anally raped by the store manager; and fantasy narrators, such as generic news anchor "Jeremy Factsman," appear out of nowhere to help the proceedings along.
The tone of the piece is set from the opening scene, in which Jip (John Simm), the film's narrator, points out at the audience and complains about how lucky we are, assuming that, unlike him, we don't have "a monumental case of Mr. Floppy, killing me softly." The reason for his impotence is fairly obvious: His mother is a prostitute, and thus his image of sex is far from healthy. Meanwhile, his best friend, Koop (Shaun Parkes), has the reverse problem: His testosterone levels are so high that he can be worked into a jealous rage every time his girlfriend, Nina (Nicola Reynolds), so much as shakes hands with another man. Add into the mix Jip's platonic friend LuLu (Lorraine Pilkington), an Irish blond bombshell who's constantly attracting the worst kinds of losers; Moff (Danny Dyer), a cockney pothead with a Star Wars obsession (sigh); and Lee (Dean Davies), Nina's younger brother, who's determined to do drugs for the first time during the upcoming weekend.
All the protagonists have awful minimum-wage jobs (or the equivalent, since Britain has no minimum-wage law), with the possible exception of Koop, an aspiring DJ who works in a record store, pitching albums by artists such as "The Itchy Trigger Finger Niggaz" ("They're a bunch of crackheads on death row This is gonna be banned") to white wanna-be hipsters. The only escape is to be had at weekends, via sex, drugs and rave music (rock 'n' roll being, for all intents and purposes, dead). Thus begins the quest for the party: First they must all get tickets to the hottest rave in town, then find a place afterward where sex is likely to ensue. Not that hard, one would imagine, until you remember Jip's little problem. Writer-director Kerrigan has a great deal of fun in every locale, whether in the pub before the rave, during the rave itself, at the after-party or with the inevitable comedown the morning after. He even cleverly defuses the inevitable criticism that his film glorifies drug use: While being interviewed by the BBC for a special on rave culture, LuLu and Nina tell TV reporters that they switched from ecstasy to heroin after watching Trainspotting, and that they smoke crack every time they see New Jack City ("We're just so impressionable!"). We probably could have done without the inevitable scene of stoners discussing Star Wars as a metaphor for drug use -- Kevin Smith can't make this type of thing entertaining anymore, so no one else has much hope either -- but it does indicate the degree to which American pop culture has infiltrated the British Isles. It may depress some, and amuse others, to note that Koop has Ice Cube and Wu-Tang posters covering his walls, that Moff has a Confederate flag and a "life-size" Yoda standee, that Jip is a big David Lynch fan, or that LuLu watches Jerry Springer. There are a few British pop-cultural references that will be lost on stateside audiences, but the vast majority are American.
And what rave movie would be complete without a hard-pounding soundtrack? Fatboy Slim, Underworld, Quake, Mulder and William Orbit are among the many artists to be heard here. Like the dialogue, the beats come fast and furious, generally adding to the overall sense that these characters are trying to cram a week's worth of partying into the two short days that bookend the drudgery of a workweek. Who among us will not relate to Moff, forced to sit at the dinner table among hostile relatives as he comes down from a night of partying, imagining he has a remote control with which to make his family speed up, slow down or turn off altogether? Or Jip's painfully polite dialogue with an acquaintance he doesn't like, a scene that he then replays in his head the way it should have gone had they been honest? Whether one attends raves or not, the script has a lot to say about the human experience in general, and the contemporary youth experience in particular. Kerrigan's feature debut is accomplished and impressive, and the cast resembles real human beings, rather than underwear models.
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