In the refreshing satire King Kelly, a girl strips for her webcam and aspires to become a sex website mogul. Her monomaniacal brattiness leads to a series of bad decisions that drive her to leave her parents’ suburban Long Island home for a madcap series of adventures, which are all recorded on a cell phone.
That the entire movie is shot on a cell phone is more than a novelty here – it enhances the urgency and chaos of the rip-roaring escapades as well as satirizing our current post-it-on-Facebook-while-it’s-happening culture.
The nuclear core of King Kelly is the main character of Kelly, brought alive in a full throttle performance by Louisa Krause. Besides taking teen self absorption and selfishness to an unsurpassed level, Kelly combines it with astonishingly misplaced moral superiority and entitlement. [And how do kids get to be so entitled these days? Are there concierge suites in kindergarten where a child doesn’t need to wait her turn?] King Kelly‘s genius is that the Kelly’s brattiness is not just unappealing, but so over-the-top as to be very, very funny.
King Kelly also satirizes our reality TV world where people are no longer capable of being embarrassed by any behavior on their part.
It’s original, funny and moves fast. I saw King Kelly on YouTube VOD.
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