“I wasn’t
always this cracked. I used to be normal,” insists Needy at
the start of the film. Unfortunately she’s unable to convince
us during the course of the next two hours in which Jennifer’s
Body ensnarls a pitch-black comedy, thriller, horror slasher, and
teen drama into a hopelessly weird mess. If the trials and tribulations
of female high school life can be equated to bizarre occult, demonic
possession, then writer Diablo Cody has penned a masterpiece. However,
few may agree with her method of proof, especially when the humor
is often lifeless, the jump-scare manipulation is timeworn, and
the contemporary dialogue is forced.
The purportedly hip lingo spouted from nearly every character
(except J.K. Simmons, a solid character actor who has found his
way into many recent films) is Cody’s trademark; yet outside
of the light-hearted dramatic territory of Juno, it’s completely
ineffective. “Jennifer Speak” includes a few nominally
clever phrases such as “salty morsels” in reference
to attractive teens, “lime green Jell-O” for jealousy,
and “sea cucumber” for… you figure it out. Most
of it isn’t nearly as catchy or epigrammatic as it is simply
peculiar.
And finally, everyone interested in the film purely for the ample
measures of Megan Fox will be disappointed to learn that no real
nudity emerges in the film, except for a slow-motion, unrevealing
skinny dip and a gratuitous girl-on-girl makeout session between
Fox and Seyfried. There isn’t a large enough body count
for a slasher, not enough high school angst for a teen dramedy,
not enough debauchery for exploitation and not enough original
material for entertainment.
- The Massie Twins
Aye yay yay, Megan, what the HELL are you doing?! =\