“Would you excuse me? I cut my foot before and my shoe is filling up with blood.”
Justin’s rating: Emily, this one’s for you!
Justin’s review: A lot of times, how much you enjoy a movie depends on who you see it with. With a best friend, and you may be quoting a movie for life. With a first date, it could be forever memorable (I still am soft-hearted for Timecop, an awful movie that I saw on a first date). With Romy and Michele’s High School Reunion, I saw it with my family.
Actually, they were just travelling through the room at the time. I rented this movie on the recommendation of a friend, and while I watched it in my family’s living room, my brother, mother, and my mom’s friend all stopped to see this movie as well. “This is so STUPID!” my brother said. “Justin, what kind of college education are you getting?” asked my mother. They acted like I made the movie or something. I just cringed and bore through it, vowing never to see this dumb, blonde movie again in my life.
Fortunately, my ensuing therapist successfully convinced me to give it another go, so I once again returned to the world of Romy (Mira Sorvino) and Michele (Lisa Kudrow) and found it to be one of the funniest movies of the decade.
This film is some sort of demented tribute to best friends. While most people have grown up and become responsible, Romy and Michele are still living together, watching Pretty Woman and being blissfully ignorant of their lack of success. One day, they get an invitation to their 10-year high school reunion and decide to go despite having zero accomplishments under their belts. Following a slew of flashbacks to their high school years (some funny, some poignant), they decide to act successful in order to impress everyone else at the reunion.
Looking like somebody’s sick idea of Barbie girls, Romy and Michele romp around in hideously bright and pastel outfits (deemed “cool” by some of my women friends). Their constant bombardment of idiocy is so dumb that it loop around to being brilliant, and their love of ’80s music is infectious.
On one level, Romy and Michele is a commentary on social classes of high school (something that’s never been done in movies before, I’m sure) and how we really didn’t understand our peers as teens. But let’s not get too analytical here; this movie is a lot of floofy stupidity in high heels that dares to have fun even when the rest of the world is snickering behind its back. Treasure it and don’t listen to what the haters say!
- Their wardrobe in their closet
- Michele’s “which-one-will-i-have-sex-with-at-the-reunion” game
- Michele’s dream description of the creation of post-it notes
- Their work-out outfits
- References to Quentin Tarantino: Big Kahuna Burger, Red Apple cigarettes