Dear Wendy. Wendy we learn is a revolver, found by a pacifist (dick, played by Jamie bell) and never supposed to be used. Dick then finds the gun gives him a new found confidence, just the feel of the piece in his pocket he no longer feels an outcast, he feels strong. Deciding that many more of the town's freaks and losers could benefit from this pacifistic confidence he forms a gun club called the 'dandies'. Rules are simple in the club each member has a gun they name but don't use and they dress up like Adam ant's prince charming and dance around the town all confident in their ability to hide behind the weapons. Guardians of steel protecting the weak. Then it just goes weird. They had set it up to do so much, get across so many messages about the west's love of guns and violence. Unfortunately it doesn't deal with any of these themes and decides to ramble off into a bizarre shoot out involving a coffee delivery. Yes you heard me right the pacifists end up in a shoot out! Who would have guessed that one? A very poor film from writer Lars Von trier and director Thomas Vinterberg, with these two's back catalogue I would have expected more. Sadly this film is a real let down.
Review of Dear Wendy
