The 1987 film River’s Edge was never bound for awards stages or mainstream acceptance; rather, it was an ugly, off-kilter investigation into numb, detached teenagers, the kind of flick you discovered on VHS and showed to every kid in your junior class. The story of high school kids who decide to do nothing when they discover a friend killed his girlfriend, the film depicted burnt-out, pre-grunge youth that contrasted wildly with the bubblegum teens seen in Hollywood during that era. Roger Ebert
called it “the best analytical film about a crime since The Onion Field
and In Cold Blood
It’s not quite as powerful as its legacy may suggest—it’s sloppily written, heavy-handed, and tonally inconsistent—but it remains striking for its bleakness and a smattering of bizarre, unhinged performances from Crispin Glover
, Daniel Roebuck
, and Dennis Hopper
This year marks the 30th anniversary of the film ...