A masterpiece, plain and simple Having followed Larry Clark's work in photography with great admiration for many years, when he finally unleashed "Kids" on the world, I couldn't have been more disappointed. Clark did his job just fine, but the script was so meandering and desperate to shock that the film itself lacked any kind of narrative focus, and did inevitably seem almost entirely dedicated to being shocking, and nothing more.
What though, I asked myself, could Clark achieve with a focused script, a bigger budget and some more accomplished actors? "Bully" is the exhilarating answer.
Although shot in the similarly gritty style of his debut - Bully has so much more going for it in every conceivable department. All of the actors involved give truly phenomenal, frightening performances. The script is dark, honest and thematically uncompromising. Clark's visual sense has sharpened ten fold, revealing a film maker with an astonishingly accomplished grasp of both linear narrative storytelling, and cohesive, relevant stylistics. The best examples of both occur in the film's finale, when (for the first time in the film) Clark resorts to using incongruous pop music on the soundtrack. As the film slowly slips away, and the music eases us into the relaxed reality that we were, "only watching a movie", the film's final image throws up a shattering caption which hits home like a fist in the throat.
Its tough. Its utterly uncompromising. Its one of the finest films I've seen in the last ten years.
I urge everyone with an open mind to go and seek it out.