Last night I saw The Perks of Being a Wallflower, courtesy of Popsugar. I’m writing this in my post-movie high — I’m in such a daze from this movie. I couldn’t find anyone to go with me, but in retrospect I’m really glad I went by myself. The emotion in this film could have been hard to process with someone else.
The movie takes you right back to high school, while somehow remaining relatable and not trite. And the acting? Absolutely, totally brilliant. And the music? Ditto.
I laughed; I cried; I yelled “what?!” at the screen. A movie hasn’t moved me this much in a long, long time. I’m reluctant to compare it to another movie because I feel like that dilutes it somehow, but Perks has a “Garden State” quality to it. Just go see for yourself, and be prepared for the feeling after it ends where you want to go find your high school best friend, hug them, and cry because you are both happy and sad…
“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.” — Stephen Chbosky