"You think you're hot shit, but really you're just cold diarrhea."
Sometimes I wish more than anything that I could teach a class on pop culture. I feel this desperate need to educate young adults on the books they should read, television shows they should watch, movies they should see, and celebrities they should know about.
Especially when I encounter gob smacking moments, such as discovering that the guy working in the CD department at Best Buy has never heard of Elton John or the teenage follower who confessed on my blog she prefers not to watch movies that were made before 2000.
Today, I'm going to educate you on a film that I truly believe every person should have on their "to watch" list: Welcome to the Dollhouse.
Director Todd Solondz basically shoved his hands into the grimy bloody intestines of the 1990s adolescence experience and made you smell it.
It's the most frustrating as fuck movie to watch, and yet it will tug at your heartstrings for the rest of your life.
The 1995 movie revolves around Dawn Wiener, an ugly duckling suffocating through seventh grade. She is bullied mercilessly by her classmates. Her parents favor her pretty little sister. The guy she's in love with barely knows she exists.
Not only will the plot rip apart your heart, but the film is littered with profanity-laced verbal gems that will have your head reeling.
Even if you aren't an unattractive white middle-class 12-year-old from New Jersey, you know one thing for sure when you're watching this film: You are Dawn Wiener.
It is a film that not only defines a generation, but projects the reality of adolescence.
In other words, you don't have to be a 90's kid to feel like bawling your eyes out when Dawn is denied a slice of chocolate cake at the dinner table.
In honor of Welcome to the Dollhouse, I let the middle school part of me create a little collage:
What do you think?
Have you seen Welcome to the Dollhouse?