A few minor, random interests converged at one point which resulted in
my watching Clueless. One was a brief interest in movies where someone
might have sex. Another was a brief obsession with Radiohead. And
finally a brief interest in Amy Heckerling. These all reached a head
when, by coincidence, television ran Clueless.
I'm not sure what I expected from this, but whatever I expected, the
film didn't deliver. I felt cheated throughout the film and when it
ended, I was nonplussed. I neither enjoyed it, nor hated it. It left me
with nothing. This film, in my opinion, is nothing.
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