Directed by Michael Lehmann. Starring Winona Ryder and Christian Slater
I like to suck big dicks. Mmmm! Mmmm! I can't get enough of 'em!
Do you ever have the feeling that a movie was made just for you? Heathers was the balm for my own teen angst bullshit. I must have watched it a hundred times. I felt so closely aligned with Veronica’s struggle (I looked a lot like Winona Ryder back then too). Rewatching it was pretty fun. It made me realize just how much I still quote this movie thirty years on. There are so many great one-liners. Plus those outfits!
My teen angst has shifted to a more-or-less constant state of existential contemplation combined with perpetual awe of the world. Back then, I was just becoming a woman - now, I’m in the throes of that equally confounding process called perimenopause. I no longer feel a desire to off the Heathers of the world. These days, I’d definitely be content to forget them and go watch videos with Martha Dunnstock. I’m still Gen X through and through though, so I still get it.