Let me get this out of the way. I love horror films, I am offended by virtually nothing, and half of my computer is filled with porn, yet this movie made me feel like a bible thumping, flag waving old lady and I don't like it one bit.

Marty (Renfro) and Bobby (Stahl) have a complicated friendship. Ever since they were little kids, Bobby has beaten on, bossed around and humiliated Marty, and Marty has always taken it, storing the anger away. When Marty meets the insecure Lisa (Miner), she too is victimized by Bobby, and comes up with a plan to get rid of the bully for good. Lisa manipulates a group of gullible stoners into taking part in the plan to kill Bobby, but when she turns out to be the weakest link in the chain, the hastily plotted affair crumbles all around her.

Based on a true story, Bully is so badly scripted that it may as well be fiction. Director Clark's (Kids) hamfisted docu-drama portrays these kids as absolutely mindless sex maniacs with no more motivation to kill than a pissed off commuter in a traffic jam yet somehow expects us to be moved by their plight. Are we supposed to feel for Bobby, the rapist/sadist who torments everyone around him, or Marty, the hapless automaton who hangs on his every move? Clark doesn't seem to have an opinion either way, seemingly content to leer at barely legal boys and girls grind their naked bodies together, or pause and linger uncomfortably on the cherubic face of a preteen boy. It's actually sort of like seeing through the eyes of a pedophile when Clark's camera hovers between a teen girls legs, zoomed in on her shorts wedged tightly into her crotch, or inexplicably focusing on a shirtless boy whose neither speaking nor a featured character. After watching this film I felt kind of ill, and looked at my girlfriend and asked her if she felt the same. She looked at me and laughed uncomfortably and said "I don't know what the hell I just watched. It was like kiddie porn. It was....it was just sick."

Now, I don't have to tell anyone who reads my reviews that I have a very high threshold for all things controversial. Hell, I've sat through everything from Men Behind the Sun to Guinea Pig, and while I found them sort of sick and pointless, I still wasn't outright offended by them, but Larry Clark somehow has succeeded where fake snuff and war crimes have failed. He's made me uncomfortable with myself for watching a film. Bully is a pointless exercise in excess and shocks for shock sake, with an underlying sensation that what we are seeing onscreen are the very sick fantasies of an aged auteur immortalized in celluloid and thinly veiled behind a nonexistant plot.

So after that glowing review, I'm sure you want to know how good the picture looks, right? It looks fine. There's also some interviews with cast members if you want to delve deeper , but I can't tell you what they said or did because this thing came out of my player the moment the credits rolled.