It does not go against all logic, at least not against the mushiest liberal sort, for a director who has previously pitched himself against capitalists, militarists, romanticists, and other Leftist bogies, to attempt all of a sudden to exalt teenagers into anti-Establishment heroes. This attempt might be viewed with less narrowing of the eyes if it were not so well known that, after the prodigalities of Apocalypse Now and One from the Heart, Francis Ford Coppola could use a bit of a box-office hit, and that the most crucial contingent of 1980s moviegoers is the teenage. His manner of paying them tribute, however, is so weighed down with stylistic goop, à la the Hollywood Expressionism of the Forties and Fifties, that it could fail to embarrass only the most self-melodramatizing of teens. With Matt Dillon, Ralph Macchio, C. Thomas Howell, and Diane Lane; adapted from a novel by S.E. Hinton. (1983) — Duncan Shepherd
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