Wimps

I would be lying if I said that Wimps was the best film directed by Chuck Vincent, but it is still a beautifully executed love story/comedy focusing on the development of a relationship between two complex characters. Vincent's world resembles a timeless fantasy college realm, that makes for a grand, lush production, that feels very much of the moment. Wimps, like Deranged (1987), begins with Francis' (Louie Bonanno) unforgettable graphic initiation into the fraternity Bi Beta Kappa involving spaghetti and a body harness that symbolically marks his decent into a society filled with vengeful slum-lords, political extremists, and Roxanne (Deborah Blaisdell) the luscious librarian of his dreams. At first I was disgusted with Wimps excessive nudity and dark hopeless scenery, but after reading an interview with Vincent in the New Yorker, I understand what Wimps is trying to communicate, hopelessness=freedom. Viewers are warned that if you don't like David Lynch or Alejandro Jodorowsky then leave Wimps on the shelf, perhaps you would rather watch something like Failure to Launch instead.