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A group of high school friends discover that they are in the presence of a killer. One of them, Samson, has murdered his girlfriend Jamie. He brags to his friends about killing her, and when they discover he is telling the truth, their reactions vary.
A barebones drama, directed by Tim Hunter, is centered around a group of mostly burnout friends in rural Oregon who come to find that one of them(Daniel Roebuck) has killed another of their group. The knowledge of the crime has a different effect on everyone as they keep the information to themselves. When one of them finally tells the cops, it pushes things even further towards the edge.
Well shot and quite beautiful, it is highlighted with strong performances by Keanu Reeves(I really said that), Dennis Hopper(as an on-the-lam fella who killed his girl), Roebuck and Ione Skye. The score is quite dodgy at times and ultimately your enjoyment of the film will hinge on how you accept Crispin Glover's…
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Crispin Glover but his performance in River's Edge was constantly trying my patience. It seemed as though no one on set felt comfortable enough to tell him to tone it down a bit and the entire film suffered because of it. Joshua John Miller stole the show as the sociopathic little brother to Keanu Reeves (who was also quite good, along with Ione Sky).
The story in River's Edge was too bizarre not to be based on a true crime, and while the movie was quite interesting, the handful of over-the-top performances were met with an outlandish and hyperbolic look at stoner culture and its supposed lack of morality.
"You didn't have to call me a stupid bitch."
"You were driving right past us, we had to yell something."
"I got a name you know. You're lucky I didn't just drive right home."
"Okay, okay, okay. I'm sorry, Clarissa, but you've got to understand that in a time like this where every fucking second counts, a man can't waste his time choosing words."
Crispin Glover in this film is pretty much a drinking game waiting to happen. I want his "gahddaaahmnaaht" as a ringtone, I broke into giggles several times during the film. Luckily, I read this excellent article on the California Shift in American pop punk recently, and I don't know if that's what's happening in Glover's accent,…
Another film, like my review of A.I., where I feel that the rating does not capture how enthusiastically I would recommend this. The lows are so low (the awful score, Crispin Glover's acting) that I can't rate it higher, but it ranks up there with Clueless as one of my favorite depictions of teenagers that I've ever seen.
And while Clueless represents the light side of teenagers, their goofiness, their romantic notions, their optimism, River's Edge perfectly captures their dark and dirty side. How someone might not know how to react to a murder, even a person they knew. How someone might turn that situation into sex and sort of move on from the dead body that they saw just…
An '80s antecedent to wasted-youth films like Larry Clark's KIDS and BULLY, RIVER'S EDGE is based on a true story about a group of metalhead teen "burnouts" who attempt to cover it up when one of their own strangles his girlfriend and leaves her body to rot on a riverbank. It's not perfect (largely thanks to the score, which too often sounds like a horror film instead of the drama that it is), but it's powerful and well-acted, despite moments of corniness.
It's also got lots of cult appeal, thanks to Dennis Hopper's supporting role as a melancholy, spaced-out drug dealer with a disturbing attachment to a blow-up doll, and to one of the most gloriously strange performances that Crispin…
The strongest feature of this is its ability to match tone, lighting, and character. The cold mixture of malaise, disconnection, and, for lack of a better term, psychopathy is matched by the pale cold riverside setting and its attendant chilled lighting in a way that somehow makes the characters' various muted reactions to the corpse of their friend seem fitting. As their humanity reasserts slowly but surely, the film's cold tone adds to the deepening discomfort of their situation, shifting from defining to contrasting, Deepening the discomfort after practically starting with a linger shot of a naked, choked corpse is no mean feat.
That shot is possibly a bit too long, a bit too sexualized, and there's an theme lurking…
Keanu can act like a mothafucka.
This isn't exactly a perfect film, but I'm giving it five stars because it was so well executed. The actors were great, especially Crispin Glover. As always, Keanu plays a great punk/stoner.
*Warning* There is full female nudity in this.
A messed up teen strangles his girlfriend. He shows his friends the body like it's nothing. Daniel Roebuck is chilling as the messed up John. Thing is he has a friend that cares, maybe too much for him and his dilemma. He's Layne, a twitchy, sensitive, fantastic Crispin Glover, a teen that confuses loyalty with any sense of responsibility. Keanu Reeves is Matt and the only one with a conscience out of their group of friends. His little brother is an evil little bastard, played by Joshua Miller he's just, I mean, there's not one bad performance here. Rounding out the cast is Dennis Hopper as an ex-biker, killer named Feck that offers up the best advice and the only one that understands the gravity of the situation. It's one of the saddest, most accurate portraits of teen life ever on film. Based on a true story. A real masterpiece.
River's Edge isn't a great movie, yet there's just something about it that I found rather compelling. Personally, I love that that the story revolves around about a bunch of metalhead teens in the 80s as I grew up one myself, but sadly it plays into a stereotype that they're a bunch of slackers who don't care about anything except for getting high. And even though the story itself goes almost nowhere, the charm of this film really lies with its interesting cast -- particularly a couple of pre-famous performances by Keanu Reeves and Crispin Glover -- who make this the enjoyable watch that it is.
Very underrated film. Possibly the most realistic depection of teenage stoners with no goals that are suddenly thrown into an unbelievable situation and none of them react the way they should because of how damaged they all are. I think it gets overshadowed by all of the more bubbly 80s films that came out at the time but I cannot recommend this movie enough.
Starts off kinda arty and interesting, and then, suddenly, cheesy musical cues - sometimes weirdly reminiscent of Harry Manfredini's work on the fucking Friday the 13th franchise - starts blaring out of nowhere. And then, Crispin Glover comes on screen. Shit gets weirder and weirder from then on. A truly bizarre film.
mother fucker! food eater!
A strange slice of Reagan-era, juvenile delinquent nihilism, River’s Edge feels kind of like the unholy offspring of Stand by Me and Heathers, if said offspring had caught a few scenes of Blue Velvet before his parents sent him to bed. It is less colorful and more uneven than any of those films, stymied by an ill-fitting score and an excess of melodrama. For better or worse, Crispin Glover’s wholly deranged performance, presumably green-screened in from another planet, is easily the most memorable aspect of River’s Edge. He is a puzzling but effective foil for the more sober dramatic work required of his cast mates.
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