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Toronto 2010: “Dirty Girl,” Reviewed

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Reviewed at the 2010 Toronto Film Festival.

It wouldn’t be fair to the filmmakers behind “Dirty Girl” to ignore the fact that after it became the film to score one of the richest distribution deals thus far at this year’s Toronto Film Festival, a target was placed on its back. With that said, I now know what it must felt like to have been part of the audience for the film’s first press screening of Joel Schumacher’s drama “Twelve” where it had been jeered and laughed at only to discover days later it had been bought for $2 million. As a comedy, “Dirty Girl” has precious few laughs, but delivers the same sort of shock — I could’ve gone the rest of my days happily without seeing Dwight Yoakam simulate ejaculating on his prized Cadillac with a garden hose during a gratuitous car wash scene or the sweaty striptease of portly newcomer Jeremy Dozier clad in “Flashdance” regalia, doused in water in front of a confederate flag.

If “Dirty Girl” made me feel anything, it was a sense of empathy for the poor people of Oklahoma, where the film is set and the folks are broadly drawn by writer/director Abe Sylvia — and I’m an alum of the University of Texas. Like an extended middle finger to middle America, Sylvia injects as much venom as possible into the story of Danielle (Juno Temple), a promiscuous teen in 1987 Oklahoma whose class assignment of a family tree leads her to look for her long-gone father.

Why she’s doing an assignment like this in high school is questionable, since I remember such projects well behind me by the time the 3rd or 4th grade rolled around, but it’s convenient for the story since Danielle is old enough to drive, which is important when she and her gay classmate Clarke take off in his father’s aforementioned Caddy for California where she believes her pops resides. Unpopular at school and even less so at home where Clarke’s homophobe dad (Yoakam) and Danielle’s Mormon soon-to-be stepfather lay down the law, only the mothers (Milla Jovovich and Mary Steenburgen) care enough to look when they flee Norman.

09182010_DirtyGirl3.jpgDisguised as a satire of quaint Midwestern values, “Dirty Girl” plays out like any angry tirade, where passion soon gives way to lapses in logic and reckless disregard for anything that doesn’t move the story forward. While Dozier and Temple clearly give their all to their roles, the characters are hopelessly inconsistent.

Dozier’s Clarke, the fat kid with jowls like a bulldog who battles with awkwardness at school, is liberated once he’s out on the road, free to proposition a stranger in a gas station stall by complimenting his Bugle Boy jeans (not for sex initially, but where it leads is far more ridiculous). Likewise, Temple’s Danielle spends the first half of the picture taking pride in her sluttiness as a badge of honor, only to be offended when a hotel manager (Brian Baumgartner) suggests she’s a whore in the second, presumably because the film can’t play off of it anymore for cheap gags.

The only reason you can never really know where “Dirty Girl” is headed is due to Sylvia’s ability to take a cliché and overdo it to the point where other filmmakers would’ve stopped — there’s more than one striptease, the ’80s soundtrack heavy on Melissa Manchester is overbearing, and tight closeups are employed for some of the mildest conversations. The height of hilarity in the movie is the changing expressions on the sack of flour Danielle and Clarke carry around as their baby as part of their school assignment, but even then, it’s a case of diminishing returns. (On an unrelated note, the whole film looks like it was shot in a haze, which is even more of a surprise when discovering cinematographer Steve Gainer was also responsible for the excellent vérité look of fellow TIFF title “Super.”)

09182010_DirtyGirl2.jpgOf course, films less skilled technically than this have gotten by on the strength of their script, but “Dirty Girl” subsists on a steady diet of filthy language pouring out of Temple’s mouth and flamboyant dialogue from Dozier, neither of whom can overcome the general strain of nastiness inherent in the material. Sure, we’re supposed to root for Clarke and Danielle to find themselves on the road, but when Danielle tells Clarke early in the film, “I don’t want your AIDS on my couch,” you’d think it would take more than a day or two to become BFFs as they do.

Similarly, no amount of feathered hairdos or break-ins of Teena Marie’s “Lovergirl” (which allows for a sing-along moment on the drive to Fresno) can dress up the fact that “Dirty Girl” is pretty empty at its core, a film that would like to be about self-empowerment when it ultimately reinforces the attitudes that breed self-contempt. Some may call “Dirty Girl” sharp and edgy, and that’s their right, but I found it downright dull.

“Dirty Girl” was picked up by the Weinstein Company and will play once more in Toronto on September 18th.

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The Best Of The Last

Portlandia Goes Out With A Bang

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The end is near. In mere days Portlandia wraps up its final season, and oh what a season it’s been. Lucky for you, you can watch the entire season right now right here and on the IFC app, including this free episode courtesy of Subaru.

But now, let’s take a moment to look back at some of the new classics Fred and Carrie have so thoughtfully bestowed upon us. (We’ll be looking back through tear-blurred eyes, but you do you.)

Couples Dinner

It’s not that being single sucks, it’s that you suck if you’re single.

Cancel it!

A sketch for anyone who has cancelled more appointments than they’ve kept. Which is everyone.

Forgotten America

This one’s a “Serial” killer…everything both right and wrong about true crime podcasts.

Wedding Planners

The only bad wedding is a boring wedding.

Disaster Hut

It’s only the end of the world if your doomsday kit doesn’t include rosé.

Catch up on Portlandia’s final episodes on demand and at IFC.com

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Your Portlandia Personality Test

The New Portlandia Webseries Is Going Your Way

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Carrie and Fred understand that although we have so much in common, we’re each so beautifully unique and different. To help us navigate those differences, Portlandia has found an easy and honest way to embrace our special selves in the form of a progressive new traffic system: a specific lane for every kind of driver. It’s all in honor of the show’s 8th and final season, and it’s all presented by Subaru.

Ready to find out who you really are? Match your personality to a lane and hop on the expressway to self-understanding.

Lane 10: Trucks Piled With Junk

Your junk is falling out of your trunk. Shake a tail light, people — this lane is for you.

Lane 33: Twins

You’re like a Gemini, but waaaay more pedestrian. Maybe you and a friend just wear the same outfits a lot. Who cares, it’s just twinning enough to make you feel special.

Lane 27: Broken Windows

Bad luck follows you around and everyone knows it. Your proverbial seat is always damp from proverbial rain. Is this the universe telling you to swallow your pride? Yes.

Lane 69: Filthy Cars

You’re all about convenience. Getting your car washed while you drive is a no-brainer.

Lane 43: Newly Divorced Singles

It’s been a while since you’ve driven alone, and you don’t know the rules of the road anymore. What’s too fast? What’s too slow? Are you sending the right signals? Don’t worry, the breakdown lane is nearby if you need it.

Still can’t find a lane to match your personality? Check out all the videos here. And see the final season of Portlandia this spring on IFC.

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Last-Minute Holiday Gift Guide

Hits from the '80s are on repeat all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC.

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It’s the final countdown to Christmas and thanks to IFC’s movie marathon all Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, you can revel in classic ’80s films AND find inspiration for your last-minute gifts. Here are our recommendations, if you need a head start:

Musical Instrument

Great analog entertainment substitute when you refuse to give your kid the Nintendo Switch they’ve been drooling over.

Breakfast In Bed

Any significant other or child would appreciate these Uncle Buck-approved flapjacks. Just make sure you’re not stuck on clean up duty.

Cocktail Supplies

You’ll need them to get through the holidays.

Dance Lessons

So you can learn to shake-shake-shake (unless you know ghosts willing to lend a hand).

Comfy Clothes

With all the holiday meals, there may be some…embigenning.



Get even more great inspiration all Christmas Eve and Day on IFC, and remember…