One of the best films of SXSW 2010 was David Robert Mitchell’s elegiac nostalgia fever dream, The Myth of the American Sleepover. It’s finally being released to theaters on July 22nd, and do yourself a favor and find it. There have been a lot of great coming of age movies over the years, but Myth more than any other recaptures that adrenalized high you got from sneaking out in the middle of the night in high school, not to do anything dastardly, but to experience what the world is like when the adults are asleep, to steal a kiss, to form a connection with those who barely gave you notice during the day. It’s the middle of the night, the world is upside down, and there’s an epiphany at every corner. The Myth of the American Sleepover resurrects it all for an hour and a half before you wake up and realize you have a job and a kid and a mortgage and you’ll never again be able to experience the magic of brushing hands with a pretty girl you’ve never met. It’s all downhill from there, folks. But at least, The Myth of the American Sleepover reminds you that you’re still capable of feeling a tingling but diluted version of that.
It’s an outstanding movie, and it will bust your heart open.