Fiona

Such a frustrating movie. On one hand it it full of brilliantly unguardedly "real" almost voyeuristic moments, very similar to Paul Morrisey's trilogy for Andy Warhol (both in content and style), yet at the same time the filmmakers seemed to somehow feel the need to add a few totally unnecessary contrived "plot" scenes that not only feel awkward and contrived within the context of this otherwise free-form, pseudo-documentary film, but which don't even add up to anything anyway. The vast majority of this film works great as a simple, matter-of-fact "day in the life of a drug-addicted prostitute", so I'm not sure what they were trying to accomplish with these laughably superficial, tacked-on scenes such as when the main character kills some policemen (with no repercussions or otherwise relevance to the film) and a whole lukewarm subplot involving the inevitable reunion between her and her mother who abandoned her as an infant. Not to mention the strange ending which seemed to have been filmed simply to give the film "an ending" in the conventional sense when it was really unnecessary. Otherwise this film is great in that it shows real prostitutes and real junkies doing their thing in a totally objective context, and captures some great true moments in the process.