(She’s a ch-ch-ch-ch-cherie bomb!)
The movie wants to be an pseudo-feminist flick – with some glittery sex, drugs and rock n’ roll thrown in. But it focuses far too much on the sex part. Although the girls are supposed to be barely old enough to be considered legit jail bait, there are two highly extended scenes of Fanning and Stewartsharing experimental relations to a glam rock soundtrack. Some might claim they are just poorly lit versions of reality (we don’t really know exactly what happened between those two girls and their hotel room sheets, although Jett did oversee the project as exec producer), but there’s a reason why these scenes are much longer than the actual musical performances. Like Cherie, who resorts to exploitative nearly-nude pics or press, this movie is too focused on sexing up the girls’ image.