JOSIE AND THE PUSSYCATS (2001)

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A surprisingly ruthlessly satirical look at the record industry and its relationship with advertising and marketing, and the weakening of the latter that necessitates another medium. Just trying to dance around spoilers. When I say ruthless, I wish I could mean the whole top and bottom row of a shark's mouth. But JOSIE AND THE PUSSYCATS still chomps down with teeth of brands and corporatism. I did want a little more piss taking--directly, tossing the oreos, kicking diet coke cans--but I'm not sure you can pull a stunt like that in Hollywood unscathed. The film's ending--and i'm not dancing around spoilers this time--definitely sucks and lacks the commitment towards its main theme JOSIE AND THE PUSSYCATS needed it to have. Think for yourself, but whew what a relief that that thinking aligns with how we're thinking. Does that make sense? I guess I am dancing around them... Who can blame me when the 2000s music and all its nostalgia are just so comforting?