Review of St. Elmo's Fire (1985) by Andrew T — 10 Jan 2009
On the plus side, this is set in Georgetown. And there was one breath of life in the fourth act with an unsurprising but satisfying realization. But I couldn't get past the hair. Or the music. Or the smoking.
Or the smartass dialogue. Or the clothes. Or the general douchiness. Or the idiotic last lines. Or the bullshit apartments. Or the glasses. Or the frontin'. Or the random marriages. Or the whores.
Or the creepiness. Or the stupidity. Or the daddy issues. Or the forgiveness. Or the passive aggressive angsty retardation. Or the zillion other mind-numbingly annoying things this movie consists of, this movie that screams "rich 80s assholes", horrifyingly, at the top of its lungs.
This review of St. Elmo's Fire (1985) was written by Andrew T on 10 Jan 2009.
St. Elmo's Fire has generally received mixed reviews.
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