Hackers

I'd like to take a moment for Hackers, the 1995 weirdo classic featuring a shorn fem-bot called Angelina Jolie, a very blond Johnny Lee Miller, and a 14 yr old boy who smokes through braces. Let's not forget the Venezuelan guy with leopard pants and a trick for tricking pay phone operators, the hippie waif with braids and kitten sweaters (he's male btw), and of course, Marc Anthony. Yes, you read me right.

Why do I mention Hackers? what got me hooked? the rollerblading? the ninja-turtle style leather jackets? the fantastically 90's backdrops? Yes, all of it.

Hackers offers a deliciously ugly world of high school hijinks with a dose of total world domination. Think: sneaking cigarettes and computer equipment; running from parents, early curfew, and the FBI; and the occassional infiltration of the commercialized world from a stolen perch at the top of a sky rise.

This pod of ragamuffin dweebs want nothing more than to sit around reading thick computer manuals, drinking iced teas, listening to doped-up remixes. Call me crazy but I salute the Hacker life style. I think I'll braid my hair, buckle on some skates, and take over the world. I may even do the truly unthinkable and buy a metallic leather jacket..