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Everything's Gone Green

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Time Out says

“Your twenties suck,” someone helpfully explains in Everything’s Gone Green. “Worst period of your life.” And apparently, Douglas Coupland is still living them. Nearly a generation after coining the term Generation X, the novelist stretches himself by making his feature screenwriting debut with a movie about…disaffected twentysomethings pissed at their jobs and unlucky in love, and too smugly self-conscious to do anything about it.

Apart from a brief jab at Internet porn, the movie offers scant evidence of having been written for a post-Microserfs (1995) era; a journalist for the British Columbian lottery commission’s Winners magazine, Ryan (Costanzo) still files his stories sans computer. Coupland’s fish-barrel targets include Mandarin classes, fad diets, Hollywood’s treatment of Vancouver and the world’s inability to define feng shui.

Performed with a cadence that alternately suggests the uneasiness of bad improv and the practiced nonemphasis of Mametese, this is probably the worst-acted movie so far this year, though whether that’s a result of Fox’s direction or the mannered dialogue is difficult to say. (Only a tirade about office-party cruises has the observational wit of Coupland’s best work.) The stated moral is that no one does anything “real” for a living; everyone scams, including Ryan, who launders lottery winnings through the Japanese mafia, and his parents, who get busted for growing pot. “This is so role-reversal–ish my head is spinning,” Ryan whines of the arrest. The movie is more half-assed–ish. 

Written by Ben Kenigsberg

Cast and crew

  • Director:Paul Fox
  • Screenwriter:Douglas Coupland
  • Cast:
    • Paulo Costanzo
    • Steph Song
    • JR Bourne
    • Aidan Devine
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