While I respect Bob's opinion as a movie critic (more than any other critic out there in fact) I can't bring myself to even consider seeing this film. See, I hate the content. I hate the Gen Y decadent hedonistic raver generation. I hate, despise and loathe every single thing about them. They make me sick. And I was supposed to be PART of that generation, or at least in the first wave of it (I'm turning 30 this year, graduated high school in 2001). I skipped my own schoolies week (Australian equivalent of the decadant spring break-style end of school celebration) because I just couldn't see the point or the appeal in going somewhere for a week and wasting time, getting drunk, doing drugs, having unsafe sex with either strangers I'd never see again or schoolmates I'd never be able to look at again as a result and getting into trouble with the police. That kind of mindless hedonism just pisses me off. I don't care how intelligent and introspective this movie is, I simply don't want to have to be subjected to that much of the content I despise. Just watching this review made me hate the characters in this movie and hope they come to a horrific end, but not nearly enough to make me want to find out. But that's just my opinion, of course.
OK, rant over.