If you’ve seen the coming-of-age movies and crime flicks that influence Sam de Jong’s Prince, you can guess where it’s heading within its first 10 minutes. Teenage boys with too much free time and too many hormones, menacing older boys who haunt their inner city neighborhood, pulsing house scores, adolescent infatuation, misguided masculinity, material obsession, and the lingering threat of violence all weave through the film’s setup. Its more vivid elements may tempt viewers into lumping Prince in with Nicolas Winding Refn’s school of disaffected genre filmmaking. But de Jong’s work boasts a naked sentimentality that Refn’s roundly lacks, and for all of its stylistic flourishes, Prince ultimately reads as anti-Refn. (Via Paste Magazine.)
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