Palo Alto
(dir. by Gia Coppola, 2014)

"Blah bleh blah blah bluh bluh," says the angsty teenage kid. The only redeeming quality of this Gia Coppola debut (who co-directed this otherwise fantastic Coconut Records music video) is its propensity to angle away when it emulates further, what I guess, its excessively lacking and ultimately commonplace source material (the Palo Alto short stories by James Franco).