~findlay🔮🔪’s review published on Letterboxd:
Crummy, cracked everywhere-nowhere coolsville with a caseful of Pomp and Love in all forms. The 50s characters retreading their kaleidoscopic tropes like ghosts while the world around them has broken and worn down into a bleak weeded pavement baron townscape. Feels like the single pleading death of the 80s obsession with the 50s.
The films constant lust for shoes as an important sexual/status/dream achievement symbol somehow makes this film feel post-apocalytpic too.