SummaryThree British teenage girls go on a rites-of-passage holiday, drinking, clubbing and hooking up in what should be the best summer of their lives. As they dance their way across the sun-drenched streets of Malia, they find themselves navigating the complexities of sex, consent and self-discovery.
SummaryThree British teenage girls go on a rites-of-passage holiday, drinking, clubbing and hooking up in what should be the best summer of their lives. As they dance their way across the sun-drenched streets of Malia, they find themselves navigating the complexities of sex, consent and self-discovery.
The title is titillating enough to grab young ears. Yet the story at its core — about three college-age British women looking for thrills on holiday in Crete but instead finding some hard truths — would surely prompt discussion about consent, optics, and forethought that should be happening everywhere all the time and not just among women.
'How to Have Sex' is simple but relevant. The film portrays consent, social pressure, and why the need to belong is so important for the youth. It's a very feminine story that quite accurately captures contemporary adolescent experiences. A notable exercise that goes energetic or restrained when needed. Mia McKenna-Bruce fully projects the sudden trauma of being assaulted and the struggle of talking about it.
It's a pretty brutal film, but absolutely works on you're emotions. It isn't exactly "KIDS goes on UK Spring Break", but it's close... without the HIV. Very interesting how it depicts young female friendships (and, eventually, young male friendships). I also found it interesting that the film has English language subtitles, even though they people are speaking English, innit!
By bringing to the screen a conversation painfully reserved to private spaces built upon the frail structures of shame and guilt without ever losing the type of loving lightness one can only get through unwavering support, Molly Manning-Walker confidently steps out of the gate right foot forward.
The film, with its pulsating score and club-scape visuals, is only interested in showing its audience the truth about situations like the one that unfolds throughout the story — and Molly Manning Walker's first film feels like an expert, surefire debut as a result of the skill with which she (and the brilliant collaborators she surrounds herself with on and off-camera) elicits every subtle gut punch the movie has to offer.
This is an interestingly unsentimental film, without the coming-of-age cliches, and one from which the three leads emerge stronger and happier than before.
That Walker knows how to handle such things without being sensationalistic, as well as tenderly sketching the tension and sensitivity that characterize female friendships at that age, is what keeps the film from being a boozy, sunburnt tragedy.
Manning Walker sets the scene and stakes well enough, though after the millionth drink and shriek, whatever contact high you have is obliterated by a contact hangover. The largest problem, though, is that Manning Walker seems weirdly insensitive toward Tara, who endures a trauma that’s meant to say something about something — sex, consent, friendship — but mostly just gives the story some queasy heft.
There is no truth captured in this movie that isn't better captured in various reality shows and documentaries that were made about British youth in similar holiday resorts. The movie is dull, aimless and boring.
It’s truly disappointing when a film tackles a serious subject but mishandles the execution of the story associated with it. Such is the case with writer-director Molly Manning Walker’s debut feature about the troubling ramifications associated with undercooked decisions about adolescent sex. When a trio of British teens (Mia McKenna-Bruce, Lara Peake, Enva Lewis) embarks on a spring break-style vacation to the resort town of Malia on the island of Crete, they anticipate a raucous, fun-filled time of drinking, dancing and sexual hedonism. The last of those goals is especially important to Tara (McKenna-Bruce), the lone virgin in the group, who’s anxious to cross the threshold of becoming a woman. But, as she pursues the fulfillment of that objective, she finds the decision fraught with more complications than she anticipated, some of which weigh heavily upon her as she seeks to sort them out. That’s understandable, too, given the profound nature of this rite of passage. Unfortunately, that conundrum is couched in a narrative that’s fundamentally implausible. For starters, what parent in their right mind would give their minor child permission to go on such an unchaperoned journey as this, one that’s easily bound to be looked on as an exercise in reckless abandon? And then there’s the plot, which is riddled with clichés and predictability, telling a story that’s more than a little familiar. In fleshing out this trite narrative, the picture is filled with endless footage of screaming, unbalanced partygoers imbibing to excess, singing karaoke off-key and falling over when the night’s over. It’s also difficult to understand much of what the characters say, given their unruly drunken behavior and thick cockney accents, making them look and sound like a mob of rowdy, inarticulate soccer hooligans. Despite the gravity of the topic involved here, it’s hard to take this release seriously – and to maintain interest in the story and its characters – as the film unfolds. It’s even more puzzling how this important but shopworn material managed to captivate so many during the 2023 awards season with the honors and nominations it received at the Cannes Film Festival and in the BAFTA Awards competition. Had this offering been a little less obvious, it may have made its point more effectively, but there’s little here that we haven’t already seen many times before, weakening the significant message it’s seeking to convey.
Production Company
Mubi,
Film4,
British Film Institute (BFI),
The National Lottery,
MK2,
Wild Swim,
Heretic,
MK2 Films,
Head Gear Films,
Metrol Technology,
Umedia,
Wild Swim Films