I just saw The Runaways on DVD and I must say it's the first movie in a long time that made me cry. This movie could be the embodiment of David Bowie's Rock 'N Roll Suicide.
Dakota Fanning brings the right amount of innocence and vulnerability to her role as the lead singer of The Runaways, a mid-seventies all girl hard rock group. What makes it cool is she starts off in the film not as a sweet little innocent, which would have been an unforgivable cliche, but as a young rock and roll fan hard-bitten by the rock and roll bug.
We see her in the school talent show miming to David Bowie's Lady Grinning Soul. Who loves rock and roll this much to make such a great scene!? She is wearing the Aladdin Sane lightning bolt across her face and is pelted with dirt, trash and tomatoes. They hate her. Even Cherie in her innocence, doesn't know how great she is.
We watch Cherie grow from a girl too shy to sing Cherry Bomb to a seasoned performer wearing a sexy corset onstage in Tokyo. At the end she is belting out the songs like Janis Joplin, but is heading downhill, trashed on pills, booze and cocaine.
At the finale of the film Cherie is out of the group, alone, a coke addict, trying to buy vodka in a supermarket. As she is refused she looks at the cashier and calls her a "filthy pussy," one of the greatest lines in rock and roll cinema. Cherie calls for help on a pay phone, but there is no one who wants to help her. She passes out in the booth.
The Runaways is one of the greatest movies I've ever seen. Truly, the director and writers heard Bowie's Rock 'N Roll Suicide and wanted to make a film about it.
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Cherie calls for help on a pay phone, but there is no one who wants to help her
I've never seen this film, but I can relate to the payphone. I remember the good old days before mobile phones, when if you were really pissed or dying, (or both) you had to drag yourself by your broken fingernails along the street till you found a booth.
Then you had to open the door and you'd invariably find some git had vandalised the phone so it didn't work. Anyway, I digress. Kids today have no sense of responsiblity. They get dangerously drunk because they know that they easily call for help if they need it. Payphones encouraged self reliance.
Of course, much like the girl in your film, you could never convince any rotten bastard to come and help at that time in the morning. It was always a waste of time. I might try and see this film... it intrigues me!
Like a Nun on the Run, I'm terrible fun.