Monday, February 16, 2009

The Clique



I can't even front. I have a horrible weakness for horrible, terrible, lame things. I love Nelly, I love Hostess cupcakes, I love Target. It's true. I also love shitty books, like Gossip Girl, and shitty TV, like Gossip Girl. New episode tomorrow night! I think...

Anyways, there was a period in time in high school where Gossip Girls weren't coming out as fast, and I decided to pick up The Clique. The Clique, written by Lisi Harrison, is pretty much a cattier, more ridiculous and over the top version of Gossip Girl. Pretty much the same main characters, too, Massie Block is the 12-year-old, Westchester version of Blair Waldorf. I kind of liked it though, the characters were endearing and I could read the 200-page books very quickly. Gossip Girl was obvs more fun because the characters had sex and did coke off mirrors in $5000/night hotels, but anyways.

Mama and Papa sent me a gift certificate on iTunes, and instead of buying shitty pop songs like I usually do, I decided to rent some movies. The Dark Knight! I'm so excited to watch that one. And then...I found...THE CLIQUE.

I immediately began squealing. This was better than any vegan quesadilla, and only $2.99 to rent? Hell yeah. So, I downloaded it, watched it, and sort of liked it.

Great costumes, as per usual to any teen chick-lit turned to the screen. It was also very, very true to the book. Very, very few details were changed. The cattiness of the Pretty Committee brought me way back, thinking about how I was totally wearing Old Navy while the other girls wore Limited Too back in middle school. The girls were all melodramatic, but for some reason, it worked in this straight-to-DVD flick more than it did in Gossip Girl. Maybe that's because seventh-grade girls really are the biggest fucking drama queens in the world.

Anyways, it was an alright movie. Something I'd watch with my little cousin. It's not really something one should critique, especially because Tyra Banks produced it. All in all, I say...rent this on iTunes next time you have to chill with your 9-12 year-old cousin/niece/sister, she'll probably love it. And if you are secretly a 9-year-old girl like me, you'll like it too.


-miss peppppppa

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