Two teenage girls escape from a mental institution opting to live on the streets of New York City. Pamela, the sheltered daughter of rich politician intent on cleaning up the streets, and Nicky, a homeless teenager abandoned by everyone she ever loved, couldn't be more different, yet they form a strong relationship together starting a punk-rock band, the Sleaze Sisters. Times Square must be looked at with reservations, as it was stolen from Allan Moyle, re-cut by producers, and subsequently disowned by the director. It's the type of film that has some incredibly beautiful moments, capturing adolescents in its purest form. There are many sequences where Moyle's observational camera simply follows them around the streets of New York, and it's beautiful. These two young girls find solace in the abandoned buildings and street corners they inhabit, but more importantly rely on each other in a world which they have turned their back on. Being from the 80's the soundtrack to this film is fantastic; even the original music which the girls create, using it as a way to express their frustration with society and the world around them, is well written and truly captures these characters. Robin Johnson as Nicky Marotta is the real stand out of this film. She's a damaged young woman whose strong exterior begins to be stripped away as the film progresses-revealing how she is just as scared about her future as any young individual. Her character arch is really what makes this films so powerful from an emotional level. Another aspect of the film that should be touched on is just how great of a time capsule piece it serves in presenting the old, gritty New York City. This is clearly a film of beautiful moments more than a great film as a whole. This obviously has to do with the aforementioned producer-director debacle, and it just feels somewhat disjointed because of it. It's such a shame, as this film could have truly been a masterpiece about adolescence.
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