{"id":513,"date":"2003-09-12T19:31:17","date_gmt":"2003-09-13T00:31:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.zanthan.com\/wordsintobytes\/uncategorized\/thirteen"},"modified":"2016-10-29T19:48:16","modified_gmt":"2016-10-30T00:48:16","slug":"thirteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zanthan.com\/wordsintobytes\/reviews\/movie\/thirteen\/","title":{"rendered":"Thirteen"},"content":{"rendered":"

\nThirteen<\/a> is an “Afterschool Special” in an R-rated outfit. Initially the ads put me off, but then I read that Evan Rachel Wood<\/a> was in it and did a little investigating<\/a>.\n<\/p>\n

\nThe most interesting thing about Thirteen<\/i> is that it was written by Nicki Reed, a 13-year-old, who co-stars in the movie. The characters and the dialog are raw and real, projecting the pressures of modern, urban adolescence. Like most children, Tracy is turning into her mother unknowingly. Her most rebellious acts, her most dangerous attempts to define her individuality take her down the same murky road her mother is trying to climb back out from Like her mother, Tracy is at the mercy of freeloaders she mistakes for friends and attempts to numb her pain and self-loathing by losing herself in her addictions. And like so many mothers of this generations, Melanie is unable to control or discipline Tracy, because she is unable to control or discipline her own child within. Melanie is too close to the remembered humiliations and slights of her own adolescence to do anything but empathize.\n<\/p>\n

\nThe most distracting thing about Thirteen<\/i> is the film color. The film has a ghastly bluish tint much of the time, jitters into black and white, seems sometimes in color. I know the effect is to make it look raw and real, too–amateurish and immediate, not a big Hollywood production. But it doesn’t really work. The camerawork and film-editing are great otherwise.<\/p>\n


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Watch the trailer.<\/a>
\nUpdate: December 7, 2003<\/strong>
\nAn intelligent interview with Evan Rachel Wood<\/a> in today’s Guardian.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Like mother, like daughter.<\/p>\n

Bottom Line: Recommended<\/h4>\n
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