May 12, 2004 17:58
The raging party-of-the-school-year scene. It's the epitome of every high school after-prom party that you would see in a movie. What's supposed to be a small gathering of friends after prom turns into the raging party of the year. People the host doesn't even know end up showing up at his door with cases of beer and bottles of liquor; bags of pot and packs of cigarettes. Everyone should always see it coming, because it can't fit the stereotype so perfectly unless it gets busted. But the viewer is forced to sit still with the knowledge of how stupid every kid in attendance is, knowing that they must be completely naive of how stereotypical their scenario is, and how stereotypical the bust is going to be.
People always seem to look at teen movies as pathetic, repetitive, and useless pieces-of-crap films that serve as no purpose to our lives whatsoever. They're bad date movies, and overly-dramatic stories of fake people that will never take place in reality. But I've determined that they really aren't as false as people make them out to be. In fact, they're actually quite genius, and for the most part, incredibly on the money when it comes to high school reality.
I've become fascinated with teen movies, and all due to the fact that I never realized how true they were until I started writing down all my observations about high school, and documenting my life as I went through it. It all seemed coincidental at first, but eventually, the similarities and parallels that CVU had with every teen movie I'd ever viewed caused me to believe that, although perhaps a bit stupid, repetitive, and dramatic, teen movies were truer than people perceived them to be.
The lunch table scene. There's one in every single teen movie in existence. New kid enters the public school cafeteria for the first time, and finds herself in the dilemma of having no idea who to sit with. Eventually, she befriends a veteran of the school, who shows her the ropes, and most importantly, describes the cliques that are sitting at the tables in front of her. "Never ever sit with them..." "Sitting at that table is like social suicide..." The drama kids. The band kids. The jocks. The popular girls. The trailer trash. The sluts. The anorexics. The fat girls. I walked downstairs and viewed the cafeteria the other day, and noticed something rather pathetic:
That they all exist.
The situations that appear so choreographed in teen movies are just dramatizations of the real thing. All the cliques are really there. All the scenes are really there. All the people, attitudes, personalities, and popularity contests are really there, and all the craziness, brutality, revenge, spite, stupidity, drama, naivety, and acting our age is really there. I walk through the halls of CVU every day and notice something rather pathetic:
That it's all there, and there's no escaping the media's perception of what high school really is.