A film about teenagers that comes closer than most to reality, Teenage Dirtbag is explicit, violent, and very very strange. This is yet another tale of the rich girl, and the guy from the wrong side of the tracks becoming weirdly co-dependent. I always wondered how Bender and Claire turned out at the end of The Breakfast Club, and I finally have my answer. The only difference is that they seem to be two ships passing in the night, without ever really being romantically entangled. Yes, there is an obvious emotional response in the character of Thayer, an abused and scarred boy who has the fortune of becoming friends with cheerleader Amber, a studious and yet rebellious senior on the brink of self annihilation. Dirtbag jumps in time frequently to reveal factoids concerning the buildup to a very odd end. No spoilers, but you should know that there are spoilers within the film itself. Once the cat's out of the bag, it's not as much fun to watch. The atmosphere, relationship between the characters, and the overall uneasiness of watching Thayer's volcanic rage was very intense, but without a decent payoff or an ending that makes sense, this film lost me in the shuffle.