Earlier this week I mentioned Mallrats, Kevin Smith’s mid-nineties cult classic film. Make no mistake: the movie is not good. It’s filled with lazy sex jokes, scatalogical plot lines, and wink-to-the camera gimmicks. This lack of quality didn’t prevent teenage me from loving the movie, which I watched more than a dozen times over my formative years.
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