Review of Suburban Girl (2007) by Roxanne L — 19 Jan 2008

A film that couldn't decide what it wanted to be when it grew up. First, we are led to believe that we are about to witness a romantic comedy of the young-woman + powerful-sugar-daddy genre, only to be beaten to death by a flurry of half-chuckles and creepy incest innuendo, encased in a story about a relationship that never seem believable.

Embedded in the script is a minefield of cheesey, cliche lines, that seem to be last-minute script rewrites with little forethought, but plenty of aftertaste. Then, the storyline takes a turn toward the dramatic, but never becomes the pseudo-tragedy we think it will be; instead, it makes a u-turn only to undo everything that it just spent ninety minutes creating.

At the end, it becomes the modern coming-of-age story with the moral that a girl doesn't become a woman until her father dies and she's bedded an old fart. Is this the bizzaro-world female version of "you're not a man till you try a MILF?" Weird.

I supposed SMG aficionados will be relieved that she's not thrown in the acting towel yet, but perhaps she needs to choose her scripts more wisely.