I have absolutely no clue what I’m talking about ever

Richard Hell describes this as the “most punk movie ever made” and though there can be disagreements to that statement it can be made true that this film and punk alike both discuss the division of one’s self and identity to those around them in ways that ought to seem confusing or “philosophical “. Though it begs the question with Charles’ character and punk itself— is it philosophy or just not in one’s typical mind view? Perhaps it just boils…
“But that hate and shame, that’s how much you’ll be able to love one day”
Though the cinematography in this film is far from spectacular, it’s still very raw. The contrast from this film to other with a similar subject such as Girl, Interrupted is almost shocking. It genuinely felt real; albeit, there were many typical psych ward stereotypes displayed through out though it’s expected from a 70’s film. I think it’s also important to note (though I may be over analyzing…