The Runaways

 
I loved the film about Joan Jett I saw last night as part of the International Film Festival: naughty girls, leather pants, loud rock'n'roll, lots of attitude. What's not to like?!
The actresses (Kristen Stewart and Dakota Fanning) were great, although perhaps a bit young and delicate. They could have been rougher and uglier. The authentic early 70s clothing was fab: think glitter platforms, tight hipster flares, Farrah Fawcett flick-back hairdos, mullets.
Their Svengali-type leader, manager Kim Fowler, was the sexist a-hole that everybody loves to hate.
A great escapist, visually interesting film.

Most memorable lines of dailogue: "I'm going to teach you girls how to think with your cocks."
"Someone put another nickel in your juke-box, didn't they?"

Most memorable song lyric: Hello Daddy, hello Mom:
                                           I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch
                                           Cherry Bomb!

Most memorable scenes: Joan desultorily teaching her friend how to masturbate with the shower-head

Most memorable image: Cherie Curry smashing a pill on the ground with her super-high platform heel and squatting down to snort up the powder off the floor.