100 Girls Reviews
"Patty: There's a certain way a man stares at a woman he loves. The man looks like a boy on his birthday. And he treats the woman as if she were a gift that he's waited so long to open and now he can't wait to see what the treasure is inside"
Now Michael Davis brings you 100 Girls and I use the term 'now' loosely because it was made back in the year 2000. So here's a movie starring Jonathan Tucker (Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Hostage) as Matthew, a boy who shares an incredible night with the lady of his dreams. The problem is the night was spent in a dark elevator during a blackout. He never even sees her face. The next morning she took off so his quest starts with the women's dorm. So there's your story. Kinda lame by movie standards but for some reason here, it all works. Utilizing gross out measures like any good post American Pie teen love story, Davis conveys exactly what it's like to be a college freshman who just wants to get a date with the girl he thinks he loves.
With tons of young stars on the brink of blowing up like Katherine Heigl, Emmanuelle Chriqui, Jaime Pressley, James DeBello and Marissa Rabisi - there's a lot of interesting characters and arch brought to life with real heart.
It's relevancy really comes from the male dominated genre of seeing women through a dude's eyes. But when the story comes around, it boomerang's into some interesting archetypes of how Matthew really is a true feminist, seeing all of the women in the dorm as his equal instead of a quest. I may be reaching here, but I like when cinema takes stances and this film, as small and unseen as it is, does just that.
Looks like your best bet for this one might just be on iTunes this time around. Enjoy!
Matthew, the doofus character starts arcing half an hour in though, and his hopelessly romantic quest for finding The One becomes more complex and endearing as he starts earnestly exploring the tensions between the sexes instead of just subscribing to his dude-brah roommate's defense mechanism of misogyny or letting his misguided Women's Studies professor blame men for all manners of perceived patriarchal sins.
The movie still pats its male writer and character on the back for playing the hero against sexual assault and for being the first to speak of gender equality and understanding (in fair albeit elementary terms). Even though Matthew's climactic speech is very sweet (filled with both stereotypical yet comforting gender cues and genuine promises about commitment and respect), traditional gender roles are still in place: the dude makes a sweeping declaration of love, and the gaggle of girls swoons.
The supporting cast of ladies starts off without personality or each with only one, odd defining quirk, but the characters played by Larisa Oleynik, Katherine Heigl, Jaime Pressly, Marissa Ribisi, and a [Ben Wa] ballsy and sensual Emmanuelle Chriqui (whom I thought was a young contemporary of Nina Dobrev's but actually isn't), eventually round out the varying levels of estrogen.