Review of In My Pocket

This film is a wannabe Requiem for a Dream, with the difference being that the story of In My Pocket was written by people who know nothing about anything. To give one example, it shows a girl who was injected with an unknown drug just once and became so addicted to it she was still in rehab 5 years later having extreme craving. The film tries to present a serious subject matter, but ends up being a mishmash of clichés put together in a less than bright or informed manner. The main audience for this is people who will swallow nonsense and laud it as educational provided it vilifies drugs and at least superficially resembles reality. Even if you disregard the contrived nature of some story elements and the general lack of understandable motivation for the character's actions, parts of the film feature sub-par acting, like the main character's father trying and failing to give a strict appearance. This is one of the rare films whose lack of redeeming qualities has made me regret watching it.