The perfect 80's film, and it has the legs to still do it today.I can't imagine anyone who hasn't seen this film, but I know you're out there, so here's the tale. Winona Ryder is Veronica, a recent addition to The Heathers - a group of 'popular' gals who basically run the school. None of the Heather's are particularly pleasant, in fact they're downright ornery, but they're cool so people deal.
Christian Slater is Jason Dean, a rebel with a bunch of causes, none of them for publication. When he hooks up with Veronica he orchestrates the demise of the Heathers, via a series of staged 'suicides', but when the school starts to see the dead Heathers as martyrs, the plan has gone a bit awry.
So what's good about this film? Every God damn thing. It's hilarious. It's dramatic. It's angst. It's satire. But mostly it's compelling viewing and a shot at the late 80's mega-trend of political correctness.
Daniel Waters has written a teenage classic, and Michael Lehmann has directed it right on the money. Slater's usual 'teenage Jack Nicholson' schtick is perfect for the role. Winona's 'geek come good' routine is also on the mark. And everyone else is a cartoon character - a stereotype.
As a whole, this film is a masterpiece. It took the John Hughes sacharine ssweet teen angst angle and turned it inside out and up it's own ass. It made teen angst dark, and some say it's the movie that forced Hughes into his current Home Alone 8/101 Dalamations/Flubber rut. It's said he just didn't have the darkness of Heathers within him, so he bailed to kids movies.How much truth there is in that is debatable, but with such dark teen indie classics as Slacker and Clerks following in it's footsteps, it must be said that Heathers was an innovator, not an imitator. Required viewing.