The movie, which observes the world from Leah’s entitled perspective, is the latest in a continuing line of shockers (including “Kids” and “Spring Breakers”), whose depictions of greedy drug-taking and promiscuity are inescapably titillating.
Like “Spring Breakers,” or “Kids,” “White Girl” speaks to youth in tailspin using its own prickly, audacious language, and in doing so announces Wood as one of 2016’s most vital new voices in filmmaking.
Comparisons will inevitably be made with Larry Clark’s Kids (1995), another New York-set succes de scandale about young people out of control that, like this, was produced by Christine Vachon’s Killer Films.
Brace yourself for the salvo that is Elizabeth Wood’s White Girl, the latest in the perennial state-of-the-union movie concerning “today’s youth,” a genre that, yes, goes beyond Larry Clark’s Kids (a film that I often wish never existed, just so people would stop referencing it).
Leah’s careless cavorting through the grimy underbelly of New York—where cocaine and oral sex are more abundant than cabs—has earned White Girl comparisons to Larry Clark’s provocative Kids and Harmony Korine’s hedonistic Spring Breakers.
Loud, flashy and acridly exuberant, an upper and a major downer rolled into one, the movie is one of two vividly cinematic youth portraits this year (the other being Andrea Arnold’s forthcoming “American Honey”) that seem to have been conceived under the spell of “Kids,” the landmark 1995 film about aimless, amoral New York teenagers that put Larry Clark on the map and confirmed the worst fears of parents who saw it.