BILLY THE KID (2007) *** ½
I don’t think I would call Billy, the teenage subject of this painful-to-watch but fascinating documentary a “cool” kid. He’s incredibly awkward, doesn’t have many friends, and has some kind of mental disability to boot. In his favor though, he loves Friday the 13th, An American Werewolf in
Documentarian Jennifer Vendiiti followed Billy around school for a couple months and peeked in on his life. He doesn’t have it easy. He lives in a trailer, has a dad who is a crackhead, his stepfather isn’t around much and he has a rattail. I got to give a lot of credit to his mother though because she seems to keep it together despite of everything. Then something of a “plot” emerges as Billy starts up a friendship with a chick named Heather who is a year older than him and is probably legally blind. Billy may be socially awkward but he can talk to the ladies better than I could at his age so I got to give him mad props for that.
I freely admit that documentaries aren’t my thing. However, after a slow start, Billy the Kid really starts to suck you in and ultimately makes you care about the dude and for that, I commend it. Besides, any movie that ends with KISS singing “God Gave Rock n’ Roll to You” is alright by me.