This looks less like an actual movie and more like somebody's -- undoubtedly director Daisy von Scherler Mayer's -- film school thesis experiment. Again, as in about a billion other films these days, the Generation X angst emanating from this one is so overwhelming that if it had a scent it would smell like rotten sewage. This time it's youthful indecision, uncertainty and life-affirmation from New York's club scene as Mary (Parker Posey) tries to discover a way through the world.
If you wanted to learn that the Dewey Decimal System still lurks like the plague in smaller libraries across the country while the Library of Congress system dominates larger collections, maybe "Party Girl" is for you. Mary is given a job by her godmother as a file clerk in a library and discovers, much to her surprise, that she actually enjoys it. Naturally, she has to choose between her party life and a career in library science. What a devastating choice to make. What a mind-boggling significant event in the life of a girl. Why, such a damn creative idea ought to be awarded a Nobel Prize or something, don't you think?
If Generation X (or whatever stupid tag you want to label it with) ever wants to be taken seriously, they need to come up with ideas that are more than just excuses to put together soundtrack albums. Like "The Pallbearer," "Reality Bites," "Beautiful Girls" and a whole host of other movies, that's all "Party Girl" is.
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