Mean Girls
It’s like Superbad for girls with the big difference that the Plastics are not nerdy. With that, the greatest identification potential of “Superbad” could not be found in this film, and so I saw “Mean Girls” like I am watching – to say it in the words of the film – a big zoo with cats fighting. So, if I ignore the last 15 minutes of the film, I’d say it’s pretty brilliant. It’s like a more bitchier “Clueless” (which holds the title of my favorite teenie chick flick), and a million times funnier than about every chick flick I have ever seen. Girls are just like that and to be honest, I love it. (At least on screen.) Even Lindsay Lohan was pretty good; maybe it’s because she mainly played herself, maybe it’s because her natural look actually used to be very cute, but in all honesty, at least she could act. I’m not so sure if I could say that about any of the other characters, except Regina of course. I have a love-hate relationship with “The Notebook”, and now I can say for sure that Rachel McAdams suits the role of the shiny, horrible bitch more than anything else.
Sadly the film ends on the most ridiculous let’s-all-love-each-other-again note in the world. It made me want to cringe and throw dishes at the screen. (It was my computer though!) Apart from that though, “Mean Girls” is the best example of a chick flick that guys would like, and we all know what rarity that is.