The last 20 mins of this film can go fuck itself right back to the hole it belongs.
This is how the mental prism of our society works:
15-year old boy having sex - OMG so fucking cool.
15-year old girl having sex - nooo, BBFC, censor this shit.
Controversial, yes, but wholly justified, disarmingly honest exploration of the teenage female psyche and burgeoning sexuality. It braves everything that your dastardly, gutless teenage movies have been circumventing for years, if not since the dawn of time. The Diary of a Teenage Girl grabs the sex issue by the…
It's about time we coin the cinematic term 'Dolanesque'. Mommy is, basically, How I Killed My Mother 2.0, but far more exhilarating, ebullient, vibrant, hard-hitting and ten times more heartbreaking - a blitzkrieg emotional drama of the highest calibre with towering turns from Dorval and Pilon. Above all, this is a fierce, audacious cinematic coup, fusing style, technique and dramatics into one magnificent creation, swiftly placing Dolan as one of the world's fiercely ingenuous filmmakers working today.