Oh, brother!

It's fashionable these days to call 18-year-old boys "predators" (even though they're rarely all that sophisticated or evil), 15-year-old girls "victims" (because, of course, they have NO interest in sex), and any relations between them as "rape" (so hysterical helicopter parents can waste legal resources with questionable prosecutions). And then if they take any nude pictures, like foolish teenagers tend to do, they're "child pornography". But all these things often are are just BAD DECISIONS by immature young adults, and not worthy of legal proceedings, which often do far more damage than teenage sex or embarrassing nude pictures. Besides, since underage nude pictures are technically considered "child pornography", they don't tend to go viral among adults and everyone that gets prosecuted for them is almost always under 18 themselves! The girl involved meanwhile just might learn a valuable lesson BEFORE she turns 18 and winds up with an internet sex tape anybody can freely google for the rest of her life.

Anyway, the problems of the girl in this movie are so overblown and hysterical and could easily have been dealt with by GOOD PARENTING (as opposed to blaming it on the creators of internet apps like her idiot father does) that it was about impossible to take the rest of the movie very seriously. Maybe if she had fallen prey to genuine ADULT child pornographers. Maybe if she had become hooked on heroin or crack and had been turned out to sell her ass on the street by a vicious pimp (just imagine if modern-day society went after vicious ADULT pimps like they go after teenagers with cellphone cameras). Maybe then I could have appreciated the rest of this movie.

Of course, maybe it was supposed to be a movie about sh*tty parenting--I couldn't tell. . .

"Let be be finale of seem/ The only emperor is the Emperor of Ice Cream"