This looks like another one of those overly eager type of indie films mugging for mainstream acceptance like "Juno" or "King of California." I hope I'm wrong.

That being said, I will will totally see this film. I too was 18 in 1994. What a strange year! From O.J. to the cancellation of baseball to the tragic death of Kurt Cobain to the release of "Pulp Fiction." And the music! "The Illmatic," Lows first EP, "Ill Communication," "Superunkown," "Dookie," Phish's Halloween concert at Glens Falls--Phish at Madison Square Garden on New Year's Eve. Getting hip to Leonard Cohen through "Natural Born Killers."

As for me, I was kind of drifting about after graduation--you know all those slackers you heard about back then? Guilty. Now that I think about it, I wonder if it might be a little soon to be nostalgic for 14 years ago. On the other hand, considering all that has transpired in the past eight years, '94 seems like a lifetime ago, and, for me at least, a hazy, golden time of possibility and uncertainty while desperately affecting a pose of cool certainty and irony.

I saw Phish at MSG in 95 not 94. I'm sure you'll all understand my haziness about that;)

Well, we're 14 years past the events; if you think about it, that's about the interval between the events of American Graffiti (1958?) and when the movie came out (1974).

Of course, I'll remember the summer of '94 for the Rockets winning their first championship, Lollapalooza 3 (or 4, I forget) with either Primus or the Beastie Boys, and, of course, drinking lots of OK Cola.

then I realized it has been twenty years, and that's the general time frame. Didn't Pink Floyd write a song about this? (Yes, I know they did. I'm making a joke.)