Rating: PG for mature themes and language
Run Time: 2 hours
Pants of destiny is an unusual premise but even the most dubious critic -- my 18-year old daughter -- was charmed by this mature and provocative teen drama.
Fate steps in and scatters the girls to the four corners during their sixteenth summer and the foursome fights back with a poignant pact. A pact composed with the help of a mystical pair of thrift-shop jeans that improbably (and scientifically impossibly) fits each of them perfectly.
objective is to wear the pants for a week and FedEx them on to the next girl
along with a journal entry chronicling seven days of adventure. And oh what adventures: Lena visiting
Bridget tears up the turf (and hearts) at an elite Mexico soccer camp while Tibby keeps the home fires burning with a drudge Wal-Mart-ish job and a chance to shoot that long overdue documentary (“suckumentary”) about fellow losers with dead-end jobs.
A zany list of rules is appended to the traveling pants but the key principle is to love your sisters and love yourself. Pants is a profoundly sweet take on girls growing into women – who they were, who they are and who they’ll be.
The four lead actresses offer frank, nuanced performances that span the emotional rainbow; Ferrera and Tamblyn in particular deliver some heartbreaking sentiment. Jenna Boyd gives a touching turn as a neighborhood pre-teen with a tragic secret who befriends Tibby when she needs a friend the most.
Sappy narrative misfires do little to alter the film’s fetching honesty and refreshing reality. Target audience is likely fans of Ann Brashares’ best-selling novel of the same name but this winsome coming-of-ager is a winner for all.