Twenty-One - 1991 - 5/10
Wild child Katie shares her world with us, in a series of “face time” monologues.
Relationships, men, mostly unsuitable.
Katie is self-centered, promiscuous, and young.
She makes poor choices (join the club), and she over-shares.
The narrative and its turns probably read well on the script, but falls flat onscreen.
What is meant to shock, instead bores, in this unfunny stumble.
Patsy Kensit is sexy, the film is not. Not remotely.
Seven years later, Sex And The City would mine the formula.