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Simply A Masterpiece

Purely Joyful Movie!

This story has more twists and turns than a second-rate soap opera.

The movie really just wants to entertain people.

This film made me laught tons, especially Warren. I'm recommending it to everyone. Definitely one for a rainy day. I thought that besides Jeanie, the characters all had so much depth to them, and were very believable. I think that a lot of work has gone into this film, and the music fit each scene well. This film makes me want to work in a record store too. I loved the dance scenes, these employees aren't just colleagues, they are lifelong friends, and it warmed my icy, cold heart. ------SPOILERS AHEAD---- did have one problem though, Jeanie's Rendez-vous with Rex Manning was unnecessary, and it seemed she just did it out of spite. I thought the ending couldn't have been more perfect. I really recommend this.

Once upon a time there was this magical place called "the record store." It was a place that appeared for many generations following World War II. A place that had a vivid spot in American culture, especially American teenage culture, before we even walked on the moon.I for one still have cherished memories of piling into a car with my friends, taking the trip out to Tower Records, only to get publicly castrated by the super-hot chick with the pierced nose that worked behind the counter because I brought a copy of the "The Book of Secrets" for my girlfriend.She forced me to turn around, hold the album high, and announce to the entire store that I was buying Loreena McKennitt.It was one of the most humiliating moments in my high school career...And you just don't get that level of quality service at Best Buy...let alone Itunes. So occasionally you took a shot in the face for your girlfriend's bad taste...but you also did it in an environment where you were talked into buying Getz and Jobim and a complete collection of Bossa Nova, just because one of the clerks caught you walking through the Jazz section."Empire Records" is just like that, it's a time testament to childhood. It's your youth wrapped up into a feature film. It may be a flawed movie, from time to time, but the jokes are there and they are funny. The people that you used to know are all there too.I can't remember what the hot clerk that made me do the Mummers Dance looked like, but in my minds eye now she looks just like Robin Tunney. James 'Kimo' Wills was the stoner clerk that took me from Pearl Jam to Coltrane in one shopping trip...and if you are out there, whoever did that for me...thank you.Maybe you were never lucky enough to get a job at the record store, but you still knew some of the clerks very well. You spent your hard earned money there and you can never go home again.You can never REALLY go home again. Maybe you can head to Rolling Stone, but the staff there are all Millennials and most of their knowledge stops no later than 2006. They are polite to the customers, not surly and hysterical. The Record Stores of today are an empty shell of their former glory...But you can still watch "Empire Records" you can still go back in time to the day BEFORE the music died...well, before it died again, and, for a little while, pretend you are still living in that time and place where music was played on instruments and people sang without auto-tune.The movie is like the baseball diamond in "Field of Dreams"...only for audiophiles. What makes it great is that sense of peace in the universe.For Gen-X to Baby Boomers "Empire Records" reminds us that we were there, and alive, in that little corner of time. Now, twenty-years back, we can watch it with all the warm, glowing, nostalgia it deserves.

"Empire Records" is not a good movie: it's flimsy, shallow and deeply, profoundly stupid. It's like a cross between a Guess jeans commercial and an episode of "I Love the 90s", with pop culture references instead of dialog and youth culture clichés instead of characters. It's a Twinkie of a movie - a momentary sugar high with no nutritional value whatsoever.Yet, I can't help but like it. "Empire Records" is the kind of cheerfully brainless movie you watch when you're sick or you can't sleep. When you're too stressed to take anything of any substance, its high-spirited, empty-headed charm is pretty soothing, like comfort food or a pair of well-worn sweat pants. Sometimes you need to watch a stupid movie; when you feel such a need, "Empire Records" is just what the doctor ordered."Empire Records" doesn't have a story so much as a series of vignettes held together by a thin plot device: the titular record store, which is about to go out of business. The store is staffed by a motley group of Pretty White Kids With Problems who listen to inoffensively "edgy" alternative rock (Gin Blossoms, the Cranberries, etc). They spend their day in the store angsting over unrequited love, musing about movies and bands, and having the obligatory life-changing revelations. (This keeps them too busy to do any actual work; not once do you see anyone so much as clean the bathroom.) They then throw a big party that miraculously saves the store, and everybody finds love and happiness. The end.I know, it's ridiculous. "Empire Records" redefines the word "stupid". Nevertheless, every time I see this movie I can't help but smile. Maybe it takes me back to when I first saw it, at 14 - when all I wanted out of life was to hang out, listen to music, and feel like I had the elusive, all-important power of being cool.The cast - actors like Liv Tyler, Renee Zellweger, and Brendan Sexton - were avatars of cool for adolescents in the mid-90s, and the simple act of watching them made us feel cool by proxy, as if they were letting us hang out with them at the popular kids' table. At that moment in our lives, they gave us what was then the ultimate gift: the fantasy of being forever young, beautiful and hip. Most people eventually outgrow the need to be cool, but when you're a teenager, it's like oxygen. "Empire Records" brings us back to an idealized version of that time, and the nostalgia washes over us in a wave of warm fuzzies. If a movie can do that, it doesn't need to be good."Empire Records" may not be a good movie in the strictest sense, but I can watch it with a smile on my face, even if I forget about it moments after I finish watching it. It's cinematic junk food, but so what? There's nothing wrong with a donut every now and again. Just don't let it spoil your appetite for more substantial fare.

If there is an award for the worst movie ever made Empire Records should be in the running for the grand prize. What a mess. A train wreck. A disaster. There are no words that describe how bad this movie really is. Who wrote this crap? You need a script a director and actors to make a movie; it looks like they had none on this one. Just watched it on Cable TV on "Multiplex". The words "stupid" "inane" and "childish" come to mind. What a waste of money time and film. Did anyone actually think this project was worth making? Why waste your time on this. BAD BAD BAD Above all they needed a producer who could say NO NO NO rather than yes. Save yourself the waste of your time and DO NOT SEE THIS MOVIE!