Terminal Bliss

While ultimately a standard expose on the rich and decadent lifestyles of disaffected youth in an affluent environment that at times resembles a poor facsimile of Bret Easton Ellis' Less Than Zero, "Bliss" nevertheless comes through with some unique characters and solid acting. Perry is a far cry from Dylan McKay and once again shows his talents far outweigh the gloriously contrived 90210. Pic partially follows the downward spiral of his character who was given everything and still takes it for granted, especially his friendship with the Tim Owens character. Oddly a lot of the actors haven't done anything since this movie, which is surprising since some seemed to have legitimate talent. A good early 90s teen movie that left me satisfied but not entirely happy.

First movie I ever worked on as assistant hair and make up artist ..I loved it!! What a great experience and opportunity unfortunately missed the last couple days and Luke Perry certainly will be missed for all his talent etc..

Having just watched and enjoyed Terminal Bliss last night (as opposed to the "couple years ago" that my fellow commentator viewed it), I felt obligated to speak in defense of this maligned movie which is actually a pretty fun flick. Luke Perry is more convincing here as the troubled rich teen than he ever was on 90210, and the movie, while admittedly melodramatic, is effective in casting the sort of grim, suffocative existence of these kids. The final scene following the big climax makes the movie worth watching. Of course, this is not a film to be taken seriously; just take it as a sort of cheesy combo of A Separate Peace and Clueless, and you'll find a very engaging and atmospheric bit of escapist fun.

Such a cool lil' flix, all the way to the top, but what do you do when you are already there? No other place to go but down to find your next fix. Could be some dumb bitch, a line, a book, a lake house or a really cool retro-sports-car. The voice overs could have been a lil' more eloquent and artsy but overall this lil' indie really pushes the envelope of style. Do I dare say, it is the Reservoir Dogs' of teen over-the-top angst but with a more solid undercurrent than its predecessors or successors. At all events it really flies in the face of traditional teen flix due in great part to its inclusive thematic plot swallowing up all its titular ancillary characters. Indeed "WE" are all kindred spirits searching but always ambling about prevaricating in some lost subterfuge only to devolve into aimless ignominious lunacy in perennial spheres of pernicious bliss... reaching always reaching but never seeming to cleave to anything of earthly substance to secure, and thereby squelch our terrifying sense of uncertainty. An elusive surcease that haunts the mind and rots the soul manifesting as illusions, "The Suburban Cliché", "Sex, drugs, and Rock n Roll" or any other formal apparatus. Thusly we begin the process all over again, we fall headlong into the descent at the all encompassing Human Condition. In the end, there is no way out. Me, give me oblivion under a lake where I can dream forever in watery sepulchral sarcophagus like Virginia Woolf and Johnny, Luke... you rule!

This movie is possibly the worst I have ever seen, and I have seen a lot. It has been a few years since I saw the movie. I seem to remember there was a childhood murder and maybe another in the present day. What I remember most about seeing the movie in the theater was the audience groaning and yelling out how bad the movie was and literally throwing things at the screen in protest. In short this movie is not Terminal Bliss it is Terminally Awful.