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Lindsay Lohan, Lindsay Lohan, Rachel McAdams, Lacey Chabert, Amanda Seyfried, Tina Fey, Lizzy Caplan, Daniel Franzese, Tim Meadows, Amy Poehler, Ana Gasteyer, Niel Flynn
Mark S. Waters
by Darisa Diaz
Hello? Why are you reading this review when you could be snagging
some tickets on Fandango?
Seriously, at least open up another browser and multi-task because by the end
of this review, you’d better find yourself a nice spot in front of the
big screen to laugh your ass off.
Mean Girls rocked the box office this past weekend to open with $25
million under its belt and steal the number #1 from Garner’s 13
Going On 30. Whoa. Was it Freaky
Friday’s Lindsay Lohan apple-cheeked appeal? The funtastic
directing chops of Mark Waters? Tina Fey’s wounding wit? The cast of SNL
alums scattered all throughout the film?
Try all of them.
Based on Rosalind Wiseman’s analysis of teen social hierarchy “Queen
Bees and Wannabes: Helping Your Daughter Survive Cliques, Gossip, Boyfriends
and Other Realities of Adolescence,” Mean Girls is the baby
of SNL Head Writer and “Weekend Update” co-anchor, Tina Fey. Though,
I’ve frequently found myself wondering about all those flat jokes on “Weekend
Update” (and SNL for that matter), I know now where not to point
the finger. (Hint: It's not Tina Fey.)
I shall now proceed to worship at the altar of Tina Fey.
Fey’s dark, barbed wit turns Mean Girls into a laugh-a-minute
that takes off from Heathers
and creates its own wicked brand of comedy. I have never enjoyed a film from
SNL folks as much. I LOVED (adored, treasured, cherished) Mean Girls.
The permanent teen trapped in my body came for Lohan’s likeability and
stayed for Fey’s sizzling round of zingers. Thanks to Fey, I laughed so
hard my face hurt. Fortunately, everyone else in the theatre was laughing right
along with me.
The turn out in the theater included all ages, races, sexes and sexual orientations.
The beauty of Mean Girls is its mass market appeal. Who doesn’t
remember the group of super snobs that reigned in their high school while making
everyone else’s life truly miserable? Frequently, the innocent and ethereal
are portrayed by lithe, blond girls with big blue eyes but Rachel McAdams is
killer as Regina King, Queen Bee of badass teen trio, The Plastics.
McAdams makes Regina a monster, part bitch Barbie and part source
of all evil, even a haughty Heather would be wary of her.
Poor Cady Heron (Lohan) strolls into high school with no conception of what
sort of jungle she’s walked into. Home-schooled in Africa by her parents,
a pair of research zoologists, Cady is as wholesome as Lohan looks. Frustrated
by all the school rules that don’t seem to trust the students, Cady makes
fast friends with outcasts, Janis Ian and Damian — think of them as Winona
Ryder’s Veronica Sawyer, Christian Slater’s jaded J.D., and Jon
Cryer’s Duckie all rounded into two.
Janis’s beef with Regina and her minions, Gretchen Wieners (Chabert)
and Karen Smith (Amanda Seyfried), quickly turns into Cady’s mission when
Regina tongues down her former boyfriend Aaron Samuels at a party because Cady
has expressed interest in him. A much cattier Cady suits up (er, um, down) to
infiltrate The Plastics, win over her crush and save the future of what Cady
calls “Girlworld.” Score one for the underdogs!
Ah, Girlworld, the messy place that is female interaction in high school. Double-crosses
and backstabs abound. I’d love to say that it’s all exaggerated
in the film but I went to high school, people, and I did it as a drama geek
and an English class nerd. Fey is keyed into the high school jungle and the
sort of winsome girl that could either flounder or survive in its midst. Cady
does both and it’s spectacularly fun to watch.
Mean Girls is a kick-ass teen comedy that’s all bite! It’s
a welcome addition to a new millennium where most teens have never heard of
and are too young to remember Clueless.
Lohan’s stardom has successfully launched into orbit with the help of
Fey and Waters.
So, how are those tickets on Fandango