The Official Complex Babysitters Review
Words: Ayo! Scott
Didn’t get lucky with the girls in high school? They probably didn’t notice you because they were too busy whoring themselves to dads so they could afford fancy purses and college tuition. Maybe not, but it’s a nice way to explain why you didn’t get dome until college. It’s also the premise of David Ross’s directorial debut, The Babysitters, which comes out today.
When a married father (John Leguizamo) makes out with and later smashes off his smitten 16-year-old sitter (Katherine Waterston), he makes the mistake of paying her extra to keep quiet. Chicks dig it when you put a price tag on their p, and before long the disillusioned girl is building a college fund by prostituting herself to other horny dads and pimping her money hungry friends out as well. Sounds like a happy ending, but of course dudes can’t ever pay for a piece in peace (we feel you, Eliot Spitzer).
Somewhere between the dark comedy of Election and the sappy tear-jerk-off of a Degrassi High episode, The Babysitters fails to reach its potentially mind-blowing climax because it never really commits to the former. Just when you’ve accepted the idea of empowered high school hookers, the film confronts you with their emotional turmoil (c’mon, everyone knows prostitutes don’t have feelings). Sadly, it’s true that high school girls, while hot and definitely worth paying to sleep with, are too mentally fragile for the sex trade. Thank goodness for baby-faced twentysomethings. Hit the ATM and watch the trailer after the jump.
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