Watched Jun 24, 2012
Hunter Duesing’s review:
"I Melt with You" is a drug-fueled descent into a dangerously nihilistic delirium, a mid-life crisis that stumbles into a tunnel where the light at the end turns out to be an oncoming train. Mark Pellington sets the tone for this bleak movie with Sex Pistols music, a band that proclaimed that there is "no future." Appropriate.
Four middle-aged friends reunite for some birthday shenanigans over Spring Break in Big Sur, consuming a mountain of drugs and a sea of alcohol as they try to relive the glory days of their youth and forget their debilitating shortcomings. As the sex, booze, and drugs infect their collective blood, things take a dark turn when they find themselves stuck in a moment they are unwilling to escape from.
"I Melt With You" is alluringly dizzy in its presentation, yet its characters are despicable, and their outlook is poisonously nihilistic, the direct opposite of Pellington's optimistic "Henry Poole is Here." The hip nihilism of punk rock clashes with the terrifying reality of what it actually feels like to see nothing but blackness beyond today.
"I Melt With You" is a film that brings out paralyzing emotions, taking inadequacies and amplifying them to the point where you feel utterly helpless. In other words, it's the mindset that invites suicide. These are feelings that are truly dangerous to explore, no good can come of it. "I Melt With You" has nothing to offer but a razor to your wrist.