A part of this view­ing list: Cri­te­rion Col­lec­tion Spine #336: Richard Linklater’s Dazed and Con­fused.

Nos­tal­gia isn’t what it used to be.
–Peter De Vries

The screen­caps are crummy in this review because the library sent me the Full Screen ver­sion instead of the Cri­te­rion Col­lec­tion ver­sion. I had to grab screen­caps from else­where. Dazed and Con­fused is a movie a bit like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas in its attempt to recap­ture the cul­tural aroma of the 1970s. F&L has an advan­tage, it is based on pri­mary source mate­r­ial, so its nos­tal­gia is less removed from the decade and despite its ram­bunc­tious­ness, it comes across as a bit more authen­tic than Dazed and Con­fused, per­haps because of the sense of doom that is present through­out the film. D&C on the other hand, is nos­tal­gic for a time that, to me, seems impos­si­ble to have ever existed.

In any case, the verac­ity of the film shouldn’t be a ques­tion, it is meant to be nos­tal­gic and enter­tain­ing, not some exam­ple of truth. What is inter­est­ing to me is that the nos­tal­gia present in the film is aimed at my demo­graphic, specif­i­cally, folks that prob­a­bly weren’t even born in 1976. In this case it cre­ates an inter­est­ing par­a­digm, where folks feel nos­tal­gic for a time before they were even born. As irra­tional as this seems, it can find its pur­chase in the fact that the film presents a time less fraught with insti­tu­tion­al­ized worry, pre-​War on Drugs, pre-​HIV, pre-​litigation soci­ety, all has­sles that were just hit­ting their stride in the late 80s/​early 90s. The 1976 we see in the film haven’t com­pletely for­got­ten the 60s or even the 50s, in some respects, hot rods have given way to mus­cle cars, but every­one still goes to the drive-​in and pool hall to hang out. The worst thing any­one has to worry about is sign­ing a prim­i­tive anti-​drug/​alcohol/​sex/​rock and roll pledge in order to play football.

The film is a com­edy though, such semi-​deep thoughts aren’t its focus. Despite the weird nos­tal­gia, the high school arche­types are so well rep­re­sented that it is almost instinc­tual to imag­ine your­self as a cer­tain char­ac­ter or in a cer­tain clique. The retro fad was just pick­ing up when I was in high school, so I had a col­lec­tion of 70s shirts, orange cor­duroy bell­bot­toms and other para­pher­na­lia that could have been spawned by this movie or only just fed by it. As an ado­les­cent rite of pas­sage film it gains an almost time­less appro­pri­ate­ness. You take your allot­ment of shit from the higher-​ups and then they intro­duce you into the mys­ter­ies of High School. I know as a fresh­man I spent a fair amount of time in a trash can, and as a senior I spent a fair amount of time putting fresh­men in trash cans. This is what gives the film its stay­ing power, while it is nos­tal­gic for a high school in a spe­cific time period, it gives enough arche­typal exam­ples of high school behav­ior that any­one who’s been there can relate to it.

• Cri­te­rion Essay by Kent Jones.
• Cri­te­rion Essay by Jim DeRo­gatis.
• Dazed and Con​fused​.net.
• Damox Fan­site.
• Cinepad review.
• YouTube clips [1, 2].
• Wood­er­son et al. v. Uni­ver­sal Stu­dios Inc. et al.