Not bad, not particularly good
Undecided on Weekender. I quite liked the plot – a couple of big-hearted, small-time crooks, living for weekends filled with E’s and dancing, decide to try their hand at hosting raves themselves. Unfortunately their new found professions as illegal rave promoters are short-lived when the big-time criminals decide they want a big piece of the pie.
I certainly enjoyed Weekender more than I thought I would, but it just felt a bit unnecessary and derivative. It’s easy to draw comparisons with the hugely successful Human Traffic from 1999. I quite enjoyed Human Traffic at the time, but it was overly sentimental and packed with clichés and stereotypes. When I watch it now I cringe at the dialogue. Weekender is set at a time when the scene was burgeoning, so some of the clichés and stereotypes I found easier to forgive.
Sadly, the one thing makers of these sort of films seem to find impossible to do is portraying the Ecstasy experience. Reality and first-hand experience simply doesn’t reflect what’s on show in Weekender. Furthermore, and whilst somewhat trivial, things such as the banknotes and phone boxes from the future were signs of laziness and/or poor research.
The music was brilliant and the club scenes had me hankering for one last night out ingesting things I shouldn’t be, but, as mentioned previously, I just didn’t really see the point in it. Human Traffic was at least a depiction of contemporary Britain at the time, provoking both social and political commentary. Consequently, whether I liked it or not, it had more relevance than Weekender.
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