How many drugs must a young girl take
before you can call her a teen? And how
many boys must said young teen blow
before her single mom breaks? This
musical question is hysterically
answered in the well-acted but
overwrought Thirteen. Written by an
actual 13-year-old, as if that were a good
thing, Thirteen tells the story of a
good girl gone bad. Its very Go Ask
Alice or ABC Afterschool
Special but with more BJs and bare
midriffs. Titillating, I suppose, but just shy
of art. Still, its a work that shows
promise, and there may be good things to
come from first-time director Catherine
Hardwicke and co-writer Nikki Reed, as
long as they dont succumb to
Hollywooditis and start churning out
sequels like Thirteen II: Fourteen!